I was here a time before
maybe a year or 3 or 4
I can remember every little thing
but I can't recall her name
she had her long hair pulled on back
eyes so brown they were almost black
it was like she was from above
who knows now, it coulda been love- nanana
could been, coulda been love
na na na
I guess I won't ever know now
standing in the driveway the other day
my dad was me telling me a story from back in the day
when he was with the Army in a German town
he had a good buddy in green and browns
til one day he up and left
never tellin a soul, not leakin a breathe
my dad tried to comfort his girl
cause she was stuck there on that side of the world
one thing might have led to another
but how do you find the right words to make a friend your lover
he swears to me "son she was second to none"
I say, who knows pops
coulda been love- nanana
coulda been, coulda been love
na na na
I guess I won't ever know now
