Met you the last week of my summer job down on the Emerald Coast
Stuck at my boardwalk stand, you're out there tying up the boats
Storms forced you inside where we talked
Until the sky was finally still
Told me your baseball stories while I burned hot dogs on the grill
Thinking 'bout you still
And I think
What if it rained a few more days?
Would my picture find its way into your wallet?
Would you want a life with me in the storm's eye?
Would I be writing songs of love instead of my regret?
I know they say to get over it
I'm just obsessed with what could have been, yeah
When lightning strikes, I remember him
I'm just obsessed with what could have been, yeah
Could we have gone the distance if time had let our love build up?
Maybe more inside jokes, more sets of hole-punched ticket stubs
Couple of fights with make-ups, even a quick breakup would do
An album full of snapshots taken at that drugstore photo booth
Could've helped us see it through
And I think
What if it rained a few more days?
Would my picture find its way into your wallet?
Would you want a life with me in the storm's eye?
Would I be writing songs of love instead of my regret?
I know they say to get over it
I'm just obsessed with what could have been, yeah
When lightning strikes, I remember him
I'm just obsessed with what could have been, yeah
Met you the last week of my summer job down on the Emerald Coast