I didn't imagine the palm of your hand Or the way you followed my eyes I didn't imagine those traveling stories Were anything more than half lies We were in that place with a mind of its own And it might be right Half-Lives, Half-Hearted Half-Broke, Half-Started Half-Missing, Half-Gone I didn't imagine the way you held me Or the way you were a surprise I didn't think that you were a rocket But you flew me up to the sky One day can melt hard desert stones And it might be right I didn't imagine that we'd hope for more And we never did pretend As he drove away in the darkness I didn't think my heart would mend We're half-started but we're halfway gone And it might be right