And I don't know why
I don't know how
I don't know where
Maybe all I know is now
Hold my hand and hold this moment
Time sure feels precious don't it
Life is always changing this I know
I don't think I ever stood a chance. I knew, years before I told you, that you and I were meant to be together. I don't know how, but I do.
Maybe that's why we fought so much. What else could it be? I know we weren't really trying to hurt each other, since it always stopped at a certain point.
When, I wonder, did you first know?
But I don't know how this happened. I thought that you must hate me, but strangely, here we are, sitting together on the porch swing, holding hands, swinging gently as we both felt then. And your lips on mine, sweet and tender.
I just want to burst with what you've given me.