What Might Have Been - Jennifer Knapp

You are just like the waves of the ocean

Swift and salty, crash on my skin

If i dare drift the rip of your tongue

I may well float away dead.

And I, I want to be near you.

And I don’t know if I can.

My sweet love, don’t leave me wanting

Forever taunting me with what might have been.

You are just like the spice of tobacco

On my lips, the cardinal sin

You’re no good for me, still I proceed —

damned for the taste of you darlin'.

And I, I want to be near you

And I don’t know if I can

My sweet love, don’t leave me wanting

Forever taunting me with what might have been.

I am just like the love you’ve imagined

To my grave I promise to hold

If you only you let me, help me forget these

Troubles that make up our road, oh

But I, I want to be near you

And I don’t know know if can

My sweet love, don’t leave me wanting

Forever taunting me with what might have been.

Oh, my sweet love, don’t leave me wanting

Forever taunting me with what might have been.