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