Verse 1

We grew up in the same old yard,

You in a hoodie, quiet-eyed,

Me in my leather jacket,

Metal in my walkman, steel inside.

I saw you by the stairwell gate,

You laughed and asked me out that night,

Two awkward kids with borrowed courage,

Taking the long way home beneath the sky.

Chorus

We chose each other, through the years,

Through slammed doors, through stubborn tears,

A son, a daughter, a house held tight,

Still your hand finds mine at night.

We bend, we break, we start again,

No road can wear away what we began,

And when our time runs out someday,

Only death could pull our hands away.