once I thought I knew you, now I’m not so sure,
once I knew I loved you, but that was before
I tried my best, but I can’t please you anymore,
once I thought I knew you, now I’m not so sure..
when we traded vows, it was a sunny day,
I thought that we knew how to keep the the doubts at bay,
if vows were all we’d traded, that might be okay,
once I thought I knew you..
what if we met again, on the street, through a friend
would we have much to say? would we go the same way?
I knew you as a sketch, I filled in what was left,
now I don’t recognize what I drew..
you once swore this love was till the end of time,
as long as you had breath, then I could call you mine,
now it’s only Tuesday, and you’re breathing fine,
Tuesday is a long way from the end of time..
what if we met again, on the street, through a friend
would we have much to say? would we each go our way?
I knew you as a sketch, I filled in all the rest,
but I don’t recognize what I drew,
no I don’t recognize what I drew,
now I don’t recognize what I drew…
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