if I could hold

If I could hold, 
for one moment, 
a memory of you
like an unprinted photograph
black and white
sure to make me blue
I would choose to remember the good times
before either of us knew
the damage we could do
if I could hold, for one moment,
a memory of you

if I could hold,
in my lifetime,
a love to keep me warm
I would probably refuse it
or misuse it
with the instinct of my scorn
but maybe the stars will be aligning
and I could be reborn
a brand new morning
if I could hold, 
in my lifetime,
a love to keep me warm

if I could hold
just one promise
in the palm of my hand
I'd pick that one time 
when you told me
you would always 
try to understand
but nothing is like it's imagined
or turns out the way you planned
like we planned
if I could hold
just one promise
in the palm of my hand