The moon shown through that misty belt
A blinking light... The slowest meteor we've ever seen
Our fathers went to war
And my dad worked in a store
But I've just got to be yours and mine for personal philosophy, oh
All the while
Having stupid-person thoughts and idiot-revelations
We'll sail along through all the years
Whisper nary a thought to the other's ears
The colors of a life now mixed
And the vision of myself betwixt
The goals I had, and now I miss
All for want of just your kiss
Regret I do not dare to host
A fantastic notion that hurts the most
I write as if I see it clear
A warm idea which I most fear
Making me cry with just a wink
Before pulling the plug and watching you sink
What could've been
What could've been a great life