the letter I never sent the words you never said the way I never felt the chance you never took how much of a difference would these things have made maybe we'd be hiking that trail in Maine we always dreamt about I bet we'd be taking that old van to the coast every weekend and making love the way we did in that first year but things don't always turn out the way we intend them to now were on opposite sides of the country looking up at the same moon and thinking about the same thing we thought we were soul mates maybe we really are perhaps we just made the wrong choice somewhere along the way but its too late now I’m wrapped in someone else’s arms and you’ve found love in another girl the most I can hope for is to bump into you probably in that old cafe across town that we loved I dream that you hope for the same thing