We met just once
But I really knew
And this heartache that you barely may remember
Still pulls me through
And if time spanned back again
Would you know and try
To change my tune?
Could we take it back?
But you moved out west
Or some thing like that
Where seasons barely had a sense of meaning
And the coast slips back
And swallows up the end
As we know and try
When you asked again
Will you take it back?
And you always were type
And I said it first
If you remember
Under the weather
Where I found
A sip of you
Just for a moment
And you'll always be my type