i was hers and you were his the night we met out on that bridge you knew then what i know now that love put down comes back some how the comet came the comet went and hid its face in the firmament i looked once and then turned away when i looked again it was much too late a summer wind a cotton dress this is how i remember you best a glance held long and a stolen kiss this is how i remember you best the fool i was is the fool i am i ve got a wife i m a family man but when i lay in our bed i sometimes dream i m holding you instead the kids are fine they re six and nine i think you d probably like my wife but the kitchen light seems much too bright for what i find myself thinking tonight 