If we spent a week alone in Paris If we could recite the vows of marriage Remember how you started on a painting Of us sitting on the moon? Here from Earth it's hard to see
I'm not ready to be a father Yes I know that the baby's yours and mine But I'm not staying one way or other It's your choice entirely
If we bought a Christmas tree together If we wrote down all we had in common If my lips could say the words "I love you" Then I'd close my eyes and see that I will never fall in love with you
I feel like running away is all I can do No matter what happens to you But I know it's not fair to you And I never was fair to you
We weren't ready to become lovers Thought I saw love beneath a glass of wine But finding love in a son or daughter is