What if we could october lyrics

You have black hair I have blue You look sadder than most girls do The way you walk around Always watching the ground Well I like watching you.

You always said that I would never find a better one Well look at me I did that shit Well come on now Come on now. Well the best way to get back at you Is to live my life, be happy and true Come on now. Oh, oh, well the best way to get back at you Is to live my life, be happy and true Come on now. The first time I got muddy I was a young boy Ten years old I got lost in the woods in the middle of the night, in the dark and rainy cold.

I found myself running barefoot almost naked through the trees I was in my underwear with branches slapping on my face and knees. I ran on top the rocks wet cedar thorns and moss feeling nothing Then the moon rose up and I realized I was lost.

Nowhere close to home for the first time I was alone Then the lightning struck and the thunder shook and I called out for my mom. The song is about two people who probably just met and felt a deep connection "It's like a last chance for a first dance" but due to circumstances beyond their control, they can't get together. It's one of those things that you feel could really be something special if you could just get a chance to make it something.

So this guy is desperate to meet with this girl and wonders, if it were somehow possible to drop everything and meet somewhere, would she meet him, too? Artists - B. What If We Could is found on the album Foiled.

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