You and I, we weren't
supposed to be compatible.
The horoscopes even said so.

Our lines, they overlap creating mystery.
You wonder if I know what you did.
I wonder if you know what I am doing.

Back and forth on this tightrope of trickery.
"I have too much baggage."
"Well, I could go on a trip around the world twice."

The stars must have aligned in our favor that night.
In that glittering glimpse of hope,
when your lips collided with mine,
we sparked a match that set the city ablaze.