Sometimes I can't help wondering
If things would have been different between us
If no one had said a thing at first
If we had been free to choose each other
And I wonder if in the absence of interference
We would have fallen in love
But then I remember that different isn't always good
And I picture us as strangers
Walking past each other on a busy street
And the mere thought of such a thing happening
Makes me feel thankful for what little I have now with you
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