God, it was stupid
How we met
I saw you through your windshield, looking so frantic
In a mess
Apparent you were stressed
And LA traffic
Man, I get it
So, I turned my blinker off and said go ahead
And when you smiled back
Oh, I caught it
The slightest glimpse of your freckles
Took me back when I was in Iceland
All alone
And looked to the heavens
They were smiling
Now I know that they were telling me
You were coming
But it came crashing down
When I saw him walk out
He said your name out loud
What an awful sound
I wish we met sooner