initials

There's a street sign
With a warning
Our initials carved in too

Makes me think of
Early morning
Early summer mid june

Have no worries but I worried
Was I worrying too soon
Did I count all my blessings

There's a lamppost
On your corner
Makes the moonlight feel small

Took my hand and
Started dancing
Like there's no one else at all

Am I dreaming
Was I dreaming
No I really can't recall
Didn't count all my blessings

Now I'm falling
Falling to my knees
Can't recall the last time that I heard your name

Now I don't know you at all
And maybe it's fine our initials are all that remains
And you didn't know me at all
And maybe it's fine, at least you were mine
On mahogany lane

There's a maple
Leaning over
Comes in closer to hold

She protects us, or neglects us
In her shade it turns cold
And I worried, were we buried under words already told
Should've counted my blessings

Now I'm falling, falling to my knees
And I cry, if only I held to your name

Now I don't know you at all
And maybe it's fine our initials are all that remains
And you didn't know me at all
And maybe it's fine, at least you were mine
On mahogany lane