Chance Meeting

The red sky behind you,
The feeling you've been here before,
You looked in the past dear,
The things we all gave up then.

I met you again there,
But this time it went for real.

We talked for a short while,
While I snuck forward,
And touched your hand.

You looked in the past dear,
The things we all gave up then.

Its hard to forgive dear,
When you shoot all the things, that we loved...