Making my way the saga I've writing my whole life, I didn't see her coming, a twist in my tale But you don't get any off when searching for something, so I kept moving, let the wind in my sail
She's my little lady for 'bout three running now, trying this time to make this something last But never easy on her while I'm flying all Being lonely ain't a thing I'd ask
It was coincidental we wound up as a pair, so many of our puzzle didn't fit So it got a messy, lying everywhere, despite our best attempts to make sense of it
Gunning for a treasure somewhere up ahead, I didn't to die, thinking "there's one thing I missed" a long shot, by any measure, where two people as one I didn't think both of our worlds coexist
I drop from the sky on a cold winter breeze, I look down, and see her waiting for me, and I say: "Oh, yeah"
another conversation, one we really had, where we finally figure out going on But waiting for the right moment means you'll wait a years, 'cause the silence is the one thing you'll say
We both tried to conventional, they told us that we should, watching all the things that we once had fade You give up some natural for some security, realize that's not how our kind is made
Then I drop from the sky on a cold breeze, I look down, and see her waiting there for me, and I "Oh, yeah"