Four Days, Forgotten Plans

(ahhhh) You looked me in the eyes

on Monday night

Said you were certain of this,

everything felt so right

But Thursday afternoon,

you changed your tune Four days of forever,

gone too soon

And now I'm staring at

the scribbles on the page

All the timelines we drew in a hopeful daze

I threw away the papers of our future plans

No more matching houses in the golden sands

You said you loved me on day two

But day four left me crying over you

We mapped out thirty years

in ninety minutes flat

Who would wash the dishes,

where the dog sat

But you crumpled under pressure of a weekend breeze Leaving me with

ink stains and a heavy freeze

Did the ink dry too

fast for your heart to keep up?

Did you spill all your promises

out of the cup? (ooh-ooh)

I threw away the papers of our future plans

No more matching houses in the golden sands

You said you loved me on day two

But day four left me crying over you

Just four days...

And a wastepaper

basket full of dreams (hummmm)