We sang as you dropped me off. We had tears in our eyes. Your lips on my cheek stung, so I asked you to put them on my lips. Just once more.
It burned. It screamed. It hurt me, but I think it hurt you too.
We kept singing. And you moved on months ago with your Jewel. Maybe I'm to the point of moving on too.
Soon it will have been a year since we last sang together. And I keep singing it.
"So don't worry..." I have a tenderness for you. "About a thing..." I am fond of you. "'Cause every little thing..." I love you. "Is gonna be all right."