I looked at you and you looked at me
How those sparks flew instantly
Oh how I thought you hung the moon
and the story of us began with a swoon

Then the story of us...became the story of you
and I grew bitter and thought things were through
I wanted to tell you I miss you but could not figure out how
I never knew that silence could be that loud

Maybe if we could just meet in the middle now
Maybe it will all get better somehow
Maybe now we can just kiss under that moon
Maybe our story isn't over .... it just started to soon