When I Loved a Fisherman - For a Friend -

We were sitting In your house by the beach And you were making us drinks I think they were strawberry margaritas I said to you What kind of man Drinks strawberry margaritas? We laughed and laughed Til we couldn’t laugh anymore Tears running down our eyes We shared a night A perfect night With some wine and then We talked til the sun Came up, and once again Before I knew it I had to leave How can I leave When all I want to do Is stay Here with you But my man You’re someone else’s man And that’s not the kind of man That I want to want But I know, I know That there’s things In this life That people can’t help And darlin’ I can’t help it I know That this Is how it’s supposed to be And even if the timings wrong I don’t care Coz I’ve waited for Far too long For someone Like you to Make me smile again The way that you do Someone like you There’s always someone Like you The one That someone That one who got away