Texty: Hilary Grist. Was It Him?.

Why do I always make it so hard?
Why must my heart try to keep me on guard?
Is there a person I could let in?
Someone to know me and still love everything
Was it him?

We weren't supposed to cross paths again
We haven't changed much from the way we were then
Did fate inspire our surprise meeting?
Did the walk back home get my heart beating?
Or was it him?


No, it wouldn't be fair
No, it wouldn't be fair
No...

I've never really been good at good-byes
That was our last one I could tell by his eyes
Funny I never knew what I had
Funny I've never wanted so bad