Thirtieth of April, seems like yesterday
We bought a house above the ocean
where our kids could laugh and play
I called you from Paris
to tell you that I wrote our names on the observation deck
of the Eiffel Tower
Remember those nights
playing Summer Wind on the juke box of the bar we used to go
We made out in the bathroom and you walked me to my house
I tried to convince you not to go home
If only i had more time I'd take you where you wanted to go
Italy isn't the same without you here
If only I had one wish, I'd want a million tillion lifetimes
that I could spend with you
Fall in love with you again and again
First of November, 1998
I was thinking of what to say when I could call
Denice come over to my house, cuz you're the one for me
We'll drink cheap wine and watch more shooting stars
Remember our first apartment
Our couch was never big enough for two
Still, we'd fall asleep in each other's arms and wake up on the floor
Now looking back it was made for me and you