I'm going to see some friends from out of state
The very trip that you were supposed to take a while ago
But it fell through
Like all of you, like all of you

Thought I'd make the drive but 
A free plane ride is in the air
And just like that my fear of it disappeared
Like all of you, like all of you

And I look high and low for yesterday
High and low for you and I
High and low

Once I can see straight I might move somewhere cold
Seattle or the bay area
To see your ghost
What's left of you, what's left of you

And I look high and low for yesterday
High and low for you and I
High and low

I found a letter from a man I might have met 
Addressed to you 
And I'll steal the words he ended with: I miss you
And I miss you and I do
Miss you and I do

High and low for yesterday
High and low for you and I
High and low