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