Scrapbook

A scrapbook on my lap
A soft head on my shoulder
Behind loose plastic pages
Are some fading photographs

Peculiar fashion styles
In the corner there's a baby
Behind the infant smile
Is a heart I recognize

What was I doing then?
Learning to take some steps
Then walking through adolescence
Some thousand miles away

And up in heaven God called a meeting
And in the space that was next to mine
He chose to write your name

I never understood our weather here
Or how together life and death must dance
But I'll forever be most baffled
By the subtle glances from who I landed
What are the chances

There's the place where the story
About us started and took the stage
It's been so many days
And now the bricks are starting to crack

Feels a little weird looking back
Because some things have changed
Some things have died but somehow
You've stayed the same all this time

I never understood our weather here
Or how together life and death must dance
But I'll forever be most baffled
By the subtle glances from who I landed
What are the chances

Some will say that it goes away
I will run and chase it down
Through that rolling thunder and rain
I will risk my sails and all this boat to be in that storm

Either way I am going to stay
Though the waves will try to pull me away
Either way I am going to stay