It was written in the stars
There was nothing more to say
Like an alien from Mars You were stumbling my way
Joanne,
your plan,
your strategy
As you struggled through the bus
You were trying to find a seat
It would be the two of us
This was how we first would meet Joanne,
my plan,
my strategy
Joanne,
you can
sit here with me
I'm stuttering, here we are,
you're going far
Just relax,
I'm your guiding star
It
was half an hour drive
I never wanted it to end
By the time we reached your stop
You were more than a friend
Joanne,
my plan,
my strategy Joanne,
I'm your man
And I'll always be
