Meg Ryan

I want an old love
Softer than you can imagine
Post-midnight bar crawls
We escape across town
And if we were both squires
I would slay a dragon for you

I'd learn to play cello
But it'd sound like a cat dying
And you'd cut your hair short
To look like Meg Ryan
And though I'm not Tom Hanks
I'll go sleepless if you don't come through

Love has been this way
Since the first light of day
And will follow the sun till it sets
You and I aren't that distant
From the great loves in history
We probably just don't know it yet
But we'll soon discover
That the kind of lover
I've been dreaming of
Is the one you are

I want to hold you
Fragile, porcelain whispers
Butterfly stomachs and butterfly kisses
And if we were in Shakespeare
Tenth graders would study our love

And I know I'm being a tad bit dramatic
But if I get old and find this song in an attic
Getting rusty, and dusty, and covered in spiders
I would know I'd have failed you
Cause the fact of the matter is

Love has been this way
Since the first light of day
And will continue until the moon
Rises in the West and sets in the East
And the irrevocableness of this
Puts my mind at ease
But we'll soon discover
That the kind of lover
I've been dreaming of
Is the one you are