Another Jim Croce story
Thursday, by Jim Croce
Well, it started out just like a dream
And like a dream
I knew that what we had
Would have to end
I was lookin’ for a lifetime lover
And you were lookin’ for a friend
Someone to be there after all your nighttime lovers
Had gone the way they came
Someone who knew the way
To help you play your daytime game
It’s not the same
Well, I started out pretending
That I’ve come to mean enough to you
To make you want to change
Then I came to realize
That there was just too much of you you have to rearrange
And I couldn’t bear to wait around
For all your nighttime lovers
To go the way they came
Then it came to hurt too much for me
To have to play your daytime game
No one’s to blame
It started out just like a dream
And like a dream
I knew that what we had
Would have to end
‘Cause I was lookin’ for a lifetime lover
And you were lookin’ for a friend
I was lookin’ for a lifetime lover
And you were lookin’ for a friend
