Just another town, another house
Boarded up, foreclosure sign
Once this town, this house
And you were mine
A rusted latch on a backyard fence
A swingset swallowed up in weeds
Growin’ up some back-porch steps
If I could only be your lover
I’d never covet any other
Mornin’ coffee, wake the kids
Kitchen warms to the day
This morning, this moment
No different in any way
The evening, a small picnic
‘Neath summer trees
Everything so quiet
You’d never notice you’re holding a dream
If I could only be your lover
I’d never covet any other
The work dries up, it’ll be OK
The end’s a voice on the phone
From some office a million miles away
If I could only be your lover
I’d never covet any other
That summer, your hair
Had grown so long
You’d pull it back in a bun
And you’d sing a song
A song that’d set this house alight
Then slip ‘cross my heart
And on out into the night
If I could only be your lover
I’d never covet any other
If I could only be your lover
I’d never covet any other