

(hummmmm) You looked at me like you wanted to stay,
But something in your eyes kept pulling away.
You held my hand,
then let it go,
Like loving me was something you couldn’t hold.
You never said I wasn’t enough,
Just that life had made your heart too tough.
You said I was too young
for your kind of love,
Like I hadn’t bled,
like I hadn’t lost enough.
You told me someday I’d understand,
But all I wanted was your hand.
If love has an age,
then maybe it’s true,
But my heart didn’t know that when it fell for you.
Now every song hits a little too hard,
Every quiet night leaves another scar.
I’ve tried moving on,
I’ve tried letting go,
But missing you’s the only thing I seem to know.
Maybe in another life,
another year,
You wouldn’t have let your doubts win over fear.
Maybe we’d be laughing instead of saying goodbye,
Instead of wondering what would’ve happened if we’d tried.
You said I was too young for your kind of love,
But I loved you
with everything I was made of.
You walked away believing time was right,
I walked away
learning love doesn’t always fight.
Maybe someday
we’ll both look back and see… It wasn’t that I was too
young. It was just the wrong time for you and me. (ahhhh)