Something Changed
Pulp
I wrote this song two hours before we met
I didn't know your name or what you looked like yet
I could have stayed at home and gone to bed
I could have gone to see a film instead
You might have changed your mind and seen your friend
Life could have been very different, but then
Something changed
Do you believe that there's someone up above?
And does he have a timetable directing acts of love?
Why did I write this song on that one day?
Why did you touch my hand and softly say
Stop asking questions that don't matter anyway
Just give us a kiss to celebrate here today
Something changed
Oh, when we woke up that morning
We had no way of knowing
That in a matter of hours
We'd change the way we were going
Where would I be now?
Where would I be now
If we'd never met?
Would I be singing this song
To someone else instead?
I don't know, but like you just said
Something changed