You met me so fresh to the world Full of hope and possibility I liked everything about you I liked your voice, your cadence The way you looked down at me as you took off your watch before we made love But was it love? Only love could be that free And maybe that’s how we were meant to be Always free with each other, no expections Yet I was wrapped around that hook We must have known each other in another life Maybe you were sent up north to meet me
We’re still in each other’s lives in a way Through photos, likes and views I remember the last time I looked your way You were lighting a cigarette in my rear view mirror Right before that I told you, ‘I don’t know if I’ll see you again’ You said, ‘that’s the way it is sometimes’ So maybe in the next life sometime