Lost Myself in Loving You

We met on a Thursday night My set was full of songs you liked and You sang along in the front row Kissed you first under kitchen lights Dinner burned on the stovetop while We danced to Frank Sinatra on the gramophone Seemed like on the surface Everything was perfect But I just didn't feel like myself I started saying things I didn't mean So you wouldn't start to worry that I would ever leave I started giving up my favorite dreams Too caught up in us to see the truth I almost lost myself in loving you Said I love you in that parking lot And for the next few months I thought that I probably would be happy but I wasn't I left on a Thursday night One ticket on the Greyhound Line And I felt like I should cry but I couldn't I started to remember when we were together and Who I was before we met Before I started saying things I didn't mean So you wouldn't start to worry that I would ever leave I started giving up my favorite dreams Too caught up in us to see the truth I almost lost myself in loving you Loving you