I've listened to our song exactly
forty two times today hoping
to discover the meaning of it all.
Hoping to travel back in time
to when I asked you, "can this
be our song?" and you replied "I
thought it already was?"
And I thought of when you said
"will you be mine?" and I replied, "I
thought I already was?" and then
the day we said goodbye and you told
me that now you'd carry me as a
memory and I said our classic line
"I thought I already was?" And now
I hear your voice calling to me through
the strings of the acoustic guitar,
past the oceans between us,
saying "I hope that one day you'll be happy,"
and me just shouting back shouting back
shouting back to the empty space, "I thought I
already was."
