There is a place we have been before.
A place to watch sunsets and sit wrapped in a blanket just watching the world go by.
A place where the wind blows my hair in to your face and you roll your eyes and put your arms round me to keep me warm.
A place where you climb on the rocks and I tell you to be careful and you ignore me completely and laugh whilst I worry.
Yes. There is a place we have been before.
There is a town I’ve seen in dreams.
One we have shopped and walked around in before.
One I once hoped we would move to in the future.
One I wanted to raise a family in.
Yes. There is a town I’ve seen in dreams.
And I will walk.
Along the streets.
To find that place that still haunts me at night.
To try and find that town.
To try and find you.
I remember watching you as you laugh.
With only the moonlight allowing me to see you.
And I’ve never seen anything quite like you.
I’ve never seen something as beautiful as you.
And that was the night it all began.
But now all I have is a bitter heart.
A lonely girl.
Missing the kind of love that makes your heart go numb.
And oh. You know on rainy days I will remember us running in the rain back to my house.
You know I’ll remember all the words you once said.
And the warmth it used to fill me with.
How it felt like I was listening to a symphony.
So when my falling heart won’t break.
You know I’ll remember those words you said.
Because once there was a boy beneath the moon.
My heart was his far too soon.
And something about him.
I know it won’t move.
It will stay beneath the moon; wrapped up in blankets and laughter just like we once were.
He was the boy I loved before.
And I hope he always knew what I once saw.
The light in his eyes. The joy in his laughter. The love in his heart.
Yes. He was the boy that I loved before.