our past ain't lost...

i awoke this morning and realized i had some things figured all wrong. problem is, i was happier before i knew...i was happier that moment before i opened my eyes..i was happier not knowing the kind of selfish jackass i can be. now i miss my ignorance...these last few months have been hell.

three years ago a boy wrecked his life, three years ago on a warm chicago night. said not a word on a night in the club 'til closing time...as i was headed for the door said "you comin' or what? slip your hand in mine."

took me to the place i said "i'm in love with somebody, and i cannot play"...said "that's the way it goes honey. between you and me and her, there's been many, many times our paths crossed...our past ain't lost, if anything it's deeper and deeper with me."

eight months ago you call my phone, you say "get your ass down here so we can talk"...three years ago i would've run every mile...but i called you in the morning and said "maybe this ain't the right thing to do"...and i spent the afternoon in tears.

three years ago a boy wrecked your life, three years ago on a hot chicago night...our paths cross again and again, there's only one thing that goes unsaid...maybe you were the one i should've holded on to, you were the one i should have held to...i've been through hell too.

three years ago a boy wrecks his life, three years ago on a warm chicago night.