I’m a fleeting little footnote buried in your epilogue,
and I’ll drift out of your radar, and you’ll lose me in the fog,
all I asked for once was granted, I’m not wishing any more
I’m the one who used to love you, back before you knew the score..
so I slipped into your orbit, like a spaceship or a rock,
and you watched me spin around you, then you set me like a clock,
I was waiting for a signal, (I’d) still be waiting there today,
I’m the one who used to love you, back before you learned to play..
and they say as we get older, short-term memory goes to hell,
you’ll forget what you just ordered, and your lover’s name as well,
but I’ll remember having breakfast, (we) laughed about your middle name,
I’m the one who used to love you, back before you won the game,
all I asked for came too quickly, I’m not wishing any more,
I’m the one who used to love you, back before you knew the score…
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