Fogged in in Dallas
On my way to LA
Staring up at the screen

All flights were delayed
When a voice from behind me asked
Stranger, how have you been?


Well, I was caught off guard
When I saw her face

Stumbled my way through an awkward embrace
Then somehow I managed to say
Good to see you again


We caught up on old friends
Caught up on old times

But all through the small talk
It kept burning though my mind


Does she think about the nights we spent on Crystal Lake?
Wrapped up in a blanket till the break of day
So many times I've wondered

Does she think of me that way
I didn't ask
And she didn't say


Trading stories
And pictures of kids

Things we're gonna do and things we never did
Till stranded in that moment
Not sure what to say

Then she broke the silence
With her little shy smile
She brought up the weather

But all the while

I wonder if she thinks about Jackson Hole

Nights beside the fire and angels in the snow
So many times I've wondered
Does she think of me that way

I didn't ask
And she didn't say


We said our goodbyes
Swore we'd stay in touch
Then we went our separate ways

Knowing no one ever does

But I couldn't help but wonder

As I walked away
If things had turned out different
Where would we be today

So many times I've wonder
Does she think of me that way
I didn't ask

And she didn't say

No, I didn't ask

And she didn't say