Fogged in in Dallas On my way to LA Staring up at the screen All flights were delayed When a voice from behind me asked Stranger, how have you been?
Well, I was caught off guard When I saw her face Stumbled my way through an awkward embrace Then somehow I managed to say Good to see you again
We caught up on old friends Caught up on old times But all through the small talk It kept burning though my mind
Does she think about the nights we spent on Crystal Lake? Wrapped up in a blanket till the break of day So many times I've wondered Does she think of me that way I didn't ask And she didn't say
Trading stories And pictures of kids Things we're gonna do and things we never did Till stranded in that moment Not sure what to say Then she broke the silence With her little shy smile She brought up the weather But all the while
I wonder if she thinks about Jackson Hole Nights beside the fire and angels in the snow So many times I've wondered Does she think of me that way I didn't ask And she didn't say
We said our goodbyes Swore we'd stay in touch Then we went our separate ways Knowing no one ever does
But I couldn't help but wonder As I walked away If things had turned out different Where would we be today So many times I've wonder Does she think of me that way I didn't ask And she didn't say