In Another Life

In another life
we may have held hands
and fought in a bar
because your brand of sarcasm
is bitter on my tongue
or maybe you just bought me a drink
to wash it down
and everything was pleasant again

but I remembered the aftertaste
and I must confess
it excited me

maybe we danced
maybe it rained as I left
and you offered me your jacket
and we ended up at my place

it really doesn't matter how it happened

the thing is
I've always kind of wondered
in another life
we would've
wouldn't we?