When I went to church camp, a pastor said,
"Be careful who you fall in love with, he may be someone else's husband"
For a while these words have been stuck in my head.
You might be someone else's husband, I may be another someone's wife
But I want to forget someone else, even if it's just for the night.
The problem is that when I hold you, we don't fit quite right,
I mean we used to, but not tonight,
I have to start to think,
You just might not,
Belong to me.
If you don't, thats okay
I will learn to live another day
But if tomorrow doesn't come,
Will I be alright?
Will I learn to love you, just for the night?
If my sun does not rise, but yours does after the setting of the moon,
Is it even possible to be the husband of two?
Buddha says I will be happy if I do not have desire
But **** that, and **** nirvana, only you can bring me higher.
Drake says we get high just to balance out our lows
If I'm willing to throw away my religion, is there anywhere else to go?
Because even with the drugs, even with the shame,
Even after I've lost all peace and succumbed to the pain
Will you remain?
Or will I call you someone else's husband?
Even though tonight you hold MY hand...