(These darn sonfics are so hard)
(Everything in bold  takes place in the past, normal takes place now)
(Y/N's pov)

As I walk through the streets of my new city
My back feeling much better, I suppose
I've reclaimed the use of my imagination
For better or for worse, I've yet to know
But I always knew you'd be the one to understand me,

My parents had forced me to move to a new city , because I fought a guy and broke my back.

I guess that's why it took so long to get things right.
Suddenly I'm lost
On my street
On my block

Crap where am i?, I looked around , then I hear foot steps , ......running? A girl with short brown hair , and emerald green eyes runs past me "I'M LAAAATEEEE!" She yelled.

Oh why, Oh why
Oh why haven't you been there for me?
Can't you see, I'm losing my mind this time?
This time I think it's for real, I can see

Is this girl crazy?
I'm crazy for her
Who goes around yelling "I'm Late"?
"Sh*t! I'M LATE!"
This town is weird
I love this town

All the tree tops turning red
The beggars near bodegas grin at me
I think they want something
I close my eyes, I tell myself to breathe.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
Smiling to my wife , Alex , and kids "Your the best thing I've ever had.."
I might never get a chic and kids...

And be calm.
Be calm.
I know you feel like you are breaking down.
Oh I know that it gets so hard sometimes.
Be calm.

She ran again , but this time , accidentally bumping into me and fell down , "Jeez Calm down" I told her and tried to help her up , she soon started sobbing , crap! What did I do!

I'm scared that everyone is out to get me.
"These days before you speak to me you pause."
"I always see you looking out your window."
"After all, you lost your band, you left your mom."

"I'll always be late no matter what" she sobbed , my eyes soften and I sighed "Late for what?" She looked at me "My Father forced me to work at a Strip club , but gave me a Curfew" she whimpered , and there were a boat load of tears in her eyes.

Now every single crack, every penny that I pass,
Says I should either leave or pick it up
But with every single buck I've made
I'm saddled with bad luck that came

Don't listen to your dad then , she shot her head up "A-are you crazy?!, my dad is the most strictest person her , and if an-" I cut her off "Just try and Be calm"

The moment I was baptized
Or when I found out one day I'm gonna die
If only I could find my people or my place in life

And now That beautiful girl is my wife , I found out whenever she's nervous or scared , she starts twitching intensely, her full name is Alex Ace Coal , but now it's Alex Ace (L/N)

A when they come a'carolin'
So loud, so bright, the theremin
Will lead us to a chorus
Where we'll all rejoice and sing a song that goes:

"N-names Alex , Alex Coal..." She told me  as we walked to her house , she was going to stand up to her father

Oh be calm.
Be calm.
I know you feel like you are breaking down.
I know that it gets so hard sometimes,

"Alex? W-will you be my girlfriend" I asked her. Alex looked at me quietly , before hugging me softly "Sure" she said simply.

Be calm.
Take it from me, I've been there a thousand times.

"Alex? Will you marry me?" I asked my girlfriend of two years , kneeling down , holding a box with an emerald green ring inside it , "Y-yes!" She managed to squeak out , I got up and hugged her slipping the ring onto her finger

You hate your pulse because it thinks you're still alive
And everything's wrong
It just gets so hard sometimes
Be calm.

"Y/N! I'm pregnant!" Alex said happily , looking at me , I looked at her and smiled brightly, she hugged me tightly.

I don't remember much that night,
Just walking, thinking fondly of you
Thinking how the worst is yet to come
When from that street corner came a song
And I can't remember the man,

I ran into the hospital room,  to see my wife , all OK , and our new born twins , Harper and juinor

The panhandler or his melody.
The words exchanged had far exceeded any change I'd given thee.

I smiled at her and sang a song with my wife , and kids:
"

Oh be calm.
Be calm.
I know you feel like you are breaking down.
Oh I know that it gets so hard sometimes,
Be calm.
Take it from me, I've been there a thousand times.
You hate your pulse because it still thinks you're alive
And everything's wrong
It just gets so hard sometimes
Be calm.
Be calm. "