My patience, only twice, seemed to slip from me,
As I think about our past and letters still in hand:
When you headed overseas;
Then the pub, Woodbine and Queen.
Now that many years have passed,
I see patience is no plan. 

I thought heading to extremes,
With a plane ride chasing dreams,
Would complicate my life.
With my heart, I let her go. 

Since then, my heart has been estranged
'Cause, without you, love seemed kind of strange.
Then we shared a seat, a laugh, and then
I told you, all along
That I never thought I was wronged,
But never felt such loss.