Where did our story begin? I couldn't get out the water but never wanted to swim I happened to see her face, I wanted it to no end We were 17 - acquaintances who turned best friends There was an issue Our staring at each other would increase Pay attention to nothing (else) when you were speaking to me But the problem - I happened to have a relationship Jenny's weary of us, she knew I was full of it I tell her that it was nothing, she knew that it was a lie She simply couldn't light the fire that I wanted inside But Ray could Her walking me to class, pretend playing I'm talking to her more than the very girl I'm dating Forbidden, the sweetest fruit of a foreign tree Graduated high school, I'm 18 Me and Jenny soon split beecause college came knocking But it never changed though that me and Ray was still talking I met a whole new world but on my school breaks I would catch a flight home because I couldn't wait To look in her pretty eyes I didn't have to disguise The feelings that I felt - if I'm single, I can't deny I needed to have her now, I couldn't fake it no more The puppy tension is higher than ever before She said that she felt the same, we had to cut the pretend That very winter I finally made her my girlfriend There was an issue I studied down in Nashville, she was still in Chicago But distance couldn't phase us, our love would play legato I finished the year of Uni, then I came home We spent our first summer together Finally the same song played in both of our ears Experienced many things A beautiful trip to Canada, letting me hear her sing I wrote a new song about her she helped me make the front cover The ultimate satisfaction of telling her that I love her But the problem - eventually summer came to an end I had to return to school The hatred of what it meant Now she was going to college up in the state of New York Our love went back to a distance instead of her back porch But we continued - I recently had turned 19 She left the school in New York, it was never really her scene I shared the car with her Mom and we drove to her from the Chi I held her hands and a darker period said bye We took a trip to Wisconsin, I showed her Hunter S. Thompson She showed me Lennon, McCartney, Dylan and all of her knowledge She writes a beautiful poem and speaks with beautiful grace My Mom had got her a Christmas stocking on that day There was an issue You could probably just guess College was calling me back from a winter recess Yeah, we dealt with distance We were seasoned at it She was a (unintelligible) Her visits - we flew kites at the park like down the street from my college My Valentine was in Nashville I never wanted to stop it She knew my friends and they knew her too From all of her visits Or maybe just because I talk about her to nearly no limit I was a sophomore now and my degree in progression The only thing was the come and going of Ray and depression If something brought us together in person Take it, I meant it Be careful for what you wish