A speaker confesses to a former partner, insisting redemption crosses their mind when thinking of him. He recalls introducing them through his brother, knowing him when he was young, and pleads for time to find the right words while wrestling with jealousy and the gap between his claims of moving on and what the speaker believes is true.
Say to you, oh please give me time, 'cause I'm searching for these words to say to you right now. Redemption's on your mind when you think about me. Yeah, redemption's on your mind when you think about me. Yeah, run your mouth, I'd rather listen to someone else. I give your nickname to someone else. I know you seeing someone loves you, and I don't want you to see no one else. I don't want you here with no one else. I don't want to do this with no one else. I used to know you back when you was young. Your brother brought me through. You saw me, that made me think of you so differently. I miss the feeling of you missing me, but you say you're over and done with me. Oh yeah, yeah, yeah.
