Fogged in in Dallas
On my way to L.A.
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
And 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 through my mind

Does she think about
The nights we spent on Crystal lake?
Wrapped up in a blanket
'Til 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
'Til stranded in that moment
Not sure what to say
Then she broke the silence
With her little shy smile
And she brought up the weather
But all the while

I wondered 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 wondered
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