Maybe it's fate
How my mom talks about you
Or how you collect your bus
passes just like me
Even though you only have two.

Maybe it's fate
How you fit so perfectly on a stage
While I'm not paying any attention to
anyone in the room
But you.

You.

You are mine & maybe it's fate
But one thing is for sure
& that's time, so let's not waste it by
Arguing about arguments
It's fine.

I love you.