I remember the view
It was the stars and you
We thought that this was the one
Both of our ships had come
When I went away you made me a book
Full of goodnight letters
I answered each one and we made plans
For when we'd be together
But when we wanted more
And told you I wasn't sure
It started a storm
You think it's all my fault
I think it's all your fault
But we were never so together
Everywhere we went
Was everywhere we went
Some people thought we were fighting
Trying to read each other's writing
How can you resurrect straight into a wreck?
