Metroschifter - Branson lyrics

If I had this mouth, if I touched your lips, If I stood in these shoes how could I lose? If I swam in this pool, if I touched your skin, I lived where your shoulder meets your neck. What did I expect? If this is a description of things we felt for each other, And ways we made each other feel beautiful, yet second best. I can recount a thousand instances in which we expressed our love, But I just can't accept that it's in the past and that it didn't last. Is this all to easy to concede, or just too hard to believe?