What If - Alex

I ran into a friend of yours the other day

And i asked her how you’ve been

She said my girl is fine;

just bought a house

Got a job, real good man

I told her i was glad for you;

that’s wonderful

But does she ever ask 'bout me?

She said she’s happy with her life right now

Let her go, let her be And i told myself i would

But something in my heart just would not let you go I just wanna know

What if we were wrong about eachother?

What if you were really made for me?

What if we was s’posed to be together?

Would that not mean anything?

What if that was s’posed to be my house

That you go home to every day?

How can you be sure that things are better?

If you can’t be sure your heart is still here with me Still wanting me Your friend asked me If there was someone special in my life that i was seeing

I told her there was no one in particular

There’s just i, myself, and me I told her that i dream of you quite often

She just cut her eyes at me She said you got a home, you’re very happy

So just stop your meddling

I told her that i won’t

I said thing were cool, but i guess i was wrong

I still can’t move on What if we were wrong about eachother?

What if you were really made for me?

What if we was s’posed to be together?

Would that not mean anything?

What if that was s’posed to be my house

That you go home to every day?

How can you be sure that things are better?

If you can’t be sure your heart is still here with me Still wanting me Now that could be my car

That could be my house

That could be my baby boy that you’re nursing

That could be the trash that i always take out

That could be the chair that i love to chill in That could be my food at the table at the end of the day

Hugs and the kisses, all the love we make

What the hell do you expect me to say?

What if it’s really s’posed to be this way?

What if you’re really s’posed to be with me?

What if we were wrong about eachother?

What if you were really made for me?

What if we was s’posed to be together?

Would that not mean anything?

What if that was s’posed to be my house

That you go home to every day?

How can you be sure that things are better?

If you can’t be sure your heart is still here with me Still wanting me