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We met of all places in front of Crustities,
Some freakishly cold winters day.
I had on several unflattering layers of wool,
He slipped on the ice with his grocery bags full.
So I rescued some fruit loops he dropped by the curb,
And he made some remark that my smile was superb.
I thought that was sweet and I started to go,
And he said “Hey what you doing tomorrow?

Because I’ll be here,
At the corner of bleeker, and mercer tomorrow at 7.
If you want to meet up I’ll be waiting right here,
And in case there are two fellas waiting for you, my names john”
He waved and then he was gone.

So needless to say I went back there to meet him,
Mostly to see if he’d show,
And there he was out in the cold with his jacket pulled tight,
He took me to dinner and kissed me goodnight.
The next week we went to this terrible play,
And the week after that drank hot chocolate all day.
And suddenly 8 or 9 months had flown by,
When he said “Hey what you doing the rest of your life?

Because I’ll be here,
Right beside you as long as you want me to be.
There’s no question.
There is nothing I’ve wanted so much in my life.
This may sound immature but I’m totally sure you’re the one.
And we had just begun.

We got hitched in september, our favourite month,
With a rock band that played in this old Synagog.
And we bought an apartment on west 17th street,
And talked about children and getting a dog.
Our first anniversary came in a flash,
And we promised to take the day off.

He had to stop into his office that morning and so,
I went walking uptown to this bakery I know.
When I heard on the street what I thought was a joke,
Till I noticed the sirens, and saw all the smoke,
So I’m running back home with this feeling of dread,
To the voice mail he left with the last words he said.

"I’m sorry, I don’t mean to ruin your evening,
By bringing up all of this stuff,
You’re probably wondering why I even called you tonight.
Well today something happened that spooked me alright.”
I saw this storm cloud of papers fall down from the sky,
And I thought of that day and I started to cry.
When as sure as I breathe I heard john clear as day,
Say “Hey you’re allowed to move on, its okay.

Because I’ll be here,
Even if you decide to get rid of my favourite sweater.
Even if you go out on my birthday this year,
‘Stead of sitting at home letting all of life’s moments pass by,
You don’t have to cry.

Because I’ll be here
When you start going back to the places we went to together.
When you take off my ring and you let your self smile.
When you meet someone handsome and patient and true.
When he says he wants to be married to you.
When you call him one night and he meets you downtown
And you finally answer him yes!

Yes, Jason I will Marry you,
I will give you my heart,
It has taken so long,
But I’m ready to start.
Right now John is whispering congrats in my ear,
Cause I finally let my self tell you,
That I will be here.

I’ll Be Here from Ordinary Days.

Saddest song ever written. Absolutely heart breaking, but beautiful.  

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