It started in parking lots
Across from a Best Buy
A boy that I'll never know
Up on the hotline
Was so agreeable
Talking for hours
These long conversations
They don't bring me flowers
A few months down the line
Tied up in a bouquet
He brought dandelions
Blew them all in my face
What we mean to each other
The light in the tunnel
These long conversations
The more we spoke the darker it got
Passed the line that shouldn't be crossed
A man who just spoke in jokes
Like life was a comedy
These long conversations
Pulled the rug out from under me
She connects the dots
What I willingly fought
Softness that I hid
Heard me more clearly than they ever did
These long conversations we had under covers
Our imprinted hearts staring hard at each other
Every word that was said's
So ingrained in my head
I'm reliving the moments again
And again and again and again and again ...