For some reason
Every time I take a trip down memory lane,
You stand out
It's not like I knew you for a long time,
And I talked to you for less.
Maybe it's because I feel guilty
For the way I let things turn out,
Or the fact that I took you for granted.
Maybe all I want to say is
I'm sorry
And I hope you know that.
Who knows,
Maybe someday down the road
We'll meet again in a new country
In a random coffee shop
And we can start over.