When I First Met Him

When I first met him, he was something grand

Handsome, and refined

What a sense of humor, a sense of style

And oh, so kind

When I first met him, I was petrified

Young, and insecure

He was strong and gentle and open-armed

So sharp, so sure

But that was when desire was newly kindled

That was when desire burned bright

When I first met him that lonely night

I had been set free

Suddenly abandoned and all alone

Then he found me

When I first met him how I wanted this

Needed him in view

When did I discover the simple fact:

He needs me too

Even though you know it could end tomorrow

Deep inside you whisper what's true:

You're a part of him, he's part of you

You've heard the whispers that he'll do you harm

But you ignore them when you take his arm

For no one feels like he does

And no one smells like he does

No one laughs, and no one cried

No one speaks, so no one lies

When I first met him, there was life ahead

Everything seems clear

Looking back I wonder how I misread

Just look who's here

I'm trapped alive and I've been burned

There's nothing left and nothing learned

But some dark night I'll set it right

He'll bow to every whim

With every passing hour my hopes grow dim

How I wish we could go back

To when I first met him