What if you were the one not given choice to leave? You thought you could just come by, go, say goodbye. If I had a chance to grab you tight, say don't go by. Hold your skin, and feel tender lips press against mine. Make a moment last a little bit longer.
What if you were the one left confused, that I could make you stay? You thought you just flew by, keeping my eyes dry. If I had a chance to change your mind, the way you think about me. While fading away out of my mind, I just couldn't let you go without a stroke of electricity passing through us. Just so you know I saw you, before you did.
What if you had a choice to stay?
