<verse> Met in a season I wasn’t searching Nothing to prove, nothing to fix Just getting used to my own routines And the way my life already fit Days started feeling more settled Mornings didn’t rush my mind Everything felt less like waiting More like it was finally mine </verse> <pre-chorus> I say what I actually mean now Nothing gets harder to say Nothing pulls back when I open up Everything leans my way </pre-chorus> <chorus> I want January after January Same streets, different years There’s new art on the walls And my name on your lips Fresh clothes in the morning Not yesterday’s things Calls come through when I say I miss you At this pace </chorus> <verse> The place feels different than before Like someone planned to stay I said I felt the distance one night A flight was booked by morning I said I wanted to know him better And the answers kept forming Now the names feel familiar I know who’s getting married next I’ve been out too late with his people Now I’m running with them too </verse> <pre-chorus> I say what I actually mean now And it only feels stronger Nothing pulls back after it Everything moves closer </pre-chorus> <chorus> I want January after January Same streets, different years There’s new art on the walls And my name on your lips Fresh clothes in the morning Not yesterday’s things Calls come through when I say I miss you At this pace </chorus> <bridge> No checking boxes No pro and con lists No looking back to see I’m not waiting I’m already in What’s choosing me </bridge> <final-chorus> January after January Still choosing this pace Still choosing the quiet Still choosing this place January after January I’m here. </final-chorus>
