Museum Mouth - History's Mysteries lyrics

What if I told you Things didn't sit right by me I wrote these words down in sanskrit Circa 1601 BC Harvest moon is a game That also happens when Seasons change I had a long talk with Emily About how I want a family someday Unraveling history's mysteries Glossy blue eyes and Short hair all silvery I met you once But it wasn't the right time yet I had just turned twenty And the thought of you made me sweat So I waited four years For you to come find me here But you never came And now I'm regretting sadly Never whispering "daddy" Into those bear ears I don't know why Wish I knew why I'm realizing why I'll always be "that guy"