The Story
The first time he saw her she was out among the crowds,
she was sitting at the table, pouring beer from a spout.
He catches her eye from across the bar,
he wouldn't even bring himself to go that far.
Chorus
What comes around goes around or so they say,
when will we meet on another day.
What comes around goes around don't they say,
this could have happened on any other day.
The next time he saw her she was dancing by his side,
the band was driving and they were along for the ride.
He bought her a beer and didn't think about why,
it was fateful night that they realized why.
Now he pulls up to her doorstep he can't believe his eyes,she's
standing in the middle with his heart right inside.
And he tells her he loves her before they even touch,
it's been far too long though it don't seem that much.
She flies down to see him, and he's waiting at the gate,
they led seperate lives, could this have been fate?
She comes through the doorway, with bags in her hand,
her eyes search the waiting crowds just to find her man
A História
A primeira vez que ele a viu, ela estava entre a multidão,
ela estava sentada à mesa, servindo cerveja de um bico.
Ele a olha de longe, do outro lado do bar,
e nem se atreve a ir até lá.
Refrão
O que vai, volta, ou assim dizem,
quando vamos nos encontrar em outro dia?
O que vai, volta, não é o que dizem?
Isso poderia ter acontecido em qualquer outro dia.
Na próxima vez que ele a viu, ela estava dançando ao seu lado,
a banda tocava firme e eles estavam na vibe.
Ele comprou uma cerveja e nem pensou no porquê,
esse noite fatídica, eles perceberam o porquê.
Agora ele chega na porta dela, não consegue acreditar no que vê,
e ela está no meio, com seu coração bem ali.
E ele diz que a ama antes mesmo de tocarem,
já faz tempo demais, mas não parece tanto.
Ela voa pra vê-lo, e ele espera no portão,
estradas separadas, poderia ser destino?
Ela entra pela porta, com as malas na mão,
s seus olhos buscam a multidão só pra encontrar seu homem.