I Had the Best of Intentions All Along

I wrote the song in February. It was freezing in Chicago. You had just called me. You were coming to see me in a few days. Right after a friend’s birthday party. Meaning right after you got stoned off your ass. So I wrote, not necessarily a happy song even if it was a love song, but a song about something . . . real. Because love isn’t a fairy tale.

Gabe/William.

William wrote a song for Gabe. Relationship discussion.