I can hardly remember now how all of this got started... Summer of 1999 you showed up at my door I was watching Westside Story when you invaded my world and you knew all of the words to "Maria" I remember wanting to touch you much to early on Seeing you across that garish green felt at Greenfield's I remember painting lipstick on your face for Halloween - Shit, I couldn't believe you were Raggedy Ann I remember that you freaked me out, leaving the bathroom door open, and your heart Open, Just enough room there for me to crawl inside And I recall us sharing a kitchen Working in tandem making those prosciutto panini's drinking each others House Cabs teaching you the intricacies of my Famous Caesar Salad It may have been there in that kitchen when I knew For you, I'd make meatloaf.