You Came Along

I don't know what'll happen when the sun comes burning through these blinds,
I might be lonely tomorrow again.
But now with every breath you take that tickles my upper lip,
I'm thinking you could be my lover and my friend.
In the morning I'll act cold and all aloof,
Pretending like I'm feeling nothing new,
And you will get your things and you will leave in a rush,
And I'll think of all I wanted to say to you.
'Cause we talked about our childhoods,
Our friends and our foes,
A little about our highs and a little about our lows.
We talked about our heroes and those that have done us wrong,
But I didn't get a chance to tell you,
I'm glad you came along.
I don't know what'll happen when this piece is shattered by my clock radio,
And distractions of the day will eat up the emotions of the night,
And you will shake your achin' head,
And say "what have we done?"
And I'll be too afraid to say that I believe that this is right,
Through the afternoon you'll be on my mind,
And I'll be wondering if you're thinking of me too,
And I'll tell myself my life is pretty good 'cause I know that it is,
I just wish I had said this one more thing to you.
'Cause we talked about trips,
And all our winding roads,
We spoke about what rips us apart and what makes us whole.
We laughed and mumbled all about our problems and our strife,
Though I didn't get a chance to tell you,
I'm glad you came into my life.
So now I'm over-thinking everything,
Twisting every word,
As I try to get a grip on what's going on inside your heart.
And when I see you next in a station or a bar,
Will it feel like this never happened?
Will there gotta be another start?
That wouldn't be bad at all,
'Cause I'd love to re-live what we just shared,
Maybe I'll never know, maybe I'll call you tomorrow,
When I get the guts to tell you I cared.
'Cause we spoke about the wind and the trees,
And all about the stars,
We talked about our strengths and a little about our scars.
We talked about our flights and all our travels underground,
But I didn't get a chance to tell you,
I'm glad you came around.
I don't know what will happen when the sun comes burning through these blinds,
I might be lonely tomorrow again.