Near Misses
It was almost great and they were halfway there
And it was almost working and they almost cared
And it’s the near misses and it’s the close calls
And it’s the near misses that are the hardest ones to let go of
They were half asleep in their own halves of the bed
Saying “this is kinda working” and they very nearly meant
Oh, no. Oh, no.
‘Cause if you wanted something better then you gotta go and get it
And leaving something fine behind you might come to regret it
Lord knows. Lord knows.
I mean, who has time to go around chasing love?
And sometimes, for some folk, well good is good enough
Is “good” good enough?
Is it the near misses? Is it the close calls?
Is it the near misses that are the hardest ones to let go of?
Let go, honey
Well, almost perfect is like kinda good
And kinda working means it ain’t working the way that it should
And almost finished means it isn’t done
That kinda loving, honey, it means it isn’t love
Is it love?
Is it the near misses? Is it the close calls?
Is it the near misses? Is it the close calls?
Is it the near misses? Is it the close calls?
Is it the near misses that are the hardest ones to let go of?
Let go, honey.
Let go of