In the end.

I haven't seen you in a while,

but our friends say you're doing fine.

I know that we were never more than just friends,

But I still think about you sometimes.

Do you remember the feel of my hand

That November when we saw our favorite band?

Or that night when we didn't stop to understand?

That's what I'll remember in the end.

You've always been the one that got away,

Though I don't expect you to feel the same.

But when I hear about your brand new life,

I can't help but think back to that day.

Do you remember the feel of my hand

That November when we saw our favorite band?

Or that night when we didn't stop to understand?

That's what I'll remember in the end.

Even as the years have blown right by

I still hear the words you whispered.

Every time that I close my eyes

I'm right there with you in an instant.

'Cause I remember the feel of your hand

That November when we saw our favorite band,

And that night when we didn't stop to understand.

That's what I'll remember in the end.