I ran into a friend of yours the other day
And i asked her how youÔÇÖve been
She said my girl is fine; just bought a house,
Got a job, real good man
I told her i was glad for you; thatÔÇÖs wonderful
But does she ever ask ÔÇÿbout me?
She said sheÔÇÖs happy with her life right now
Let her go, let her be
And i told myself i would,
But something in my heart just would not let you go
I just wanna kno
What if we were wrong about eachother?
What if you were really made for me?
What if we was sÔÇÖposed to be together?
Would that not mean anything?
What if that was sÔÇÖposed to be my house
That you go home to every day?
How can you be sure that things are better?
If you canÔÇÖt be sure your heart is still here with me
Still wanting me
Your friend asked me
If there was aomeone special in my life that i was seeing
I told her there was no on in particular
ThereÔÇÖs just i, myself, and me
I told her that i dream of you quite often
She just cut her eyes at me
She said you got a home, youÔÇÖre very happy
So just stop your meddling
I told her that i wonÔÇÖt
I said thing were cool, but i guess i was wrong
I still canÔÇÖt move on
What if we were wrong about eachother?
What if you were really made for me?
What if we was sÔÇÖposed to be together?
Would that not mean anything?
What if that was sÔÇÖposed to be my house
That you go home to every day?
How can you be sure that things are better?
If you canÔÇÖt be sure your heart is still here with me
Still wanting me
Now that could be my car
That could be my house
That could be my baby boy that youÔÇÖre nursing
That could be the trash that i always take out
That could be the chair that i love to chill in
That could be my food at the table at the end of the day
Hugs and the kisses, all the love we make
What the hell do you expect me to say?
What if itÔÇÖs really sÔÇÖposed to be this way?
What if youÔÇÖre really sÔÇÖposed to be with me?
What if we were wrong about eachother?
What if you were really made for me?
What if we was sÔÇÖposed to be together?
Would that not mean anything?
What if that was sÔÇÖposed to be my house
That you go home to every day?
How can you be sure that things are better?
If you canÔÇÖt be sure your heart is still here with me
Still wanting me
