Look in your hair young love. 
I have left you a present you will not find unless you look. 
I have left a part of me there. 
Don't be surprised when I end up never leaving again. 
Because of so many pieces of myself I have hidden on you when we say goodbye. 
One day we won't say goodbye. 

I know by the trail. 
But I know now. 
I know by the trail. 
That I'll leave behind. 
That I've left behind. 

You don't know this but I walk around a grotesque mess when you're far. 
 
I know by the trail. 
But I know now I know by the trail. 
That I'll leave behind. 
That I've left behind. 

I can't lie. 
I miss seeing your feelings for me leak through your eyes. 
I'm a gross wreck and need my body. 
And I know just where those pieces sleep. 

I know by the trail. 
But I know now. 
I know by the trail. 
That I'll leave behind. 
That I've left behind.