I remember the day I laid eyes on that sweet Georgia smile
With your rosy complexion and your brown winter coat
You made my acquaintance and laughed through that cute little nose
From first kiss, to first touch, to first time that we’d ever made love
We could both fill a novel with eloquent memories
Of fumbling passions, of personal struggles
A burgeoning friendship I always believed would grow old
But I guess I’m the one left over
Cause we don’t resemble who we were before
I guess once that ship has pulled out of that harbor
The things that had measure don’t measure up anymore
With 12 years behind us I can’t say that I understand
But friends grow together and friends grow apart
And friends get replaced even though it may hurt a friend’s heart
But aside all of this what I want more than anything else
Is to have just a moment when you stop pretending
You look at me in earnest, admit that we’re strangers
And you’ve no intention to face what you’d rather ignore
So I guess I’m the one left over
Cause we don’t resemble who we were before
I guess once that ship has pulled out of that harbor
The things that had measure don’t measure up anymore
Yeah I guess I’m the one left over
Cause we don’t resemble who we were before
I guess once that ship has pulled out of that harbor
The things that had measure don’t measure up anymore
The things that had measure don’t measure up anymore