the guggenheim Lyrics

I remember it was October

When you said you wanna go one day to Guggenheim

And I said "Darling come along and help me pack the bags"

We'll get our passports

And I said it in a playful way

But you know damn well that I mean every word that I say

And it's true, "I wanna go to Guggenheim someday with you"

But maybe it's impossible now

Cuz we're back to being strangers

But you're the kind of stranger whose laugh I can remember

And those eyes that once met mine

And I've fallen for, for maybe a thousand times

I'd always know where you are

Even if there's a thousand in a crowd

And maybe one day

We would find ourselves in The Guggenheim

Unknowingly fulfilling the promise that we once made

When we were younger

But we both remember

And we would talk

And you would say that you're an artist now

And you learned to find the passion you once lost after you graduate

There I was still in the band

But we're bigger now and I've been singing songs about you

And my nights they've gone brighter

Cuz my night showed me the starry skies

The day you took my light

And I was living in the darkness

Until someone took my hand and my disfigured heart

And brought me back the light

And reciprocate my love

Something you could never do

And one day I'd tell you the story

Of the love you'll never go through

It's not for the cold ones like you

Ohh

Now everything is all said and done

And we're back to being strangers

But you're the kind of stranger

Who lingers on the back door of my mind

And haunts my nights

But I learned not to fall back to the same stupid cycles

And I picked up the pieces

Even if they were scattered all around

Just like modern art

It's so exciting to think about

Cuz maybe one day we would meet

In The Guggenheim