It's gotten late, and now I want to be alone.
All of our friends were here, they all have gone home.
And here I sit on the front porch
watching the drunks stumble forth into the night.
You gave me a heart attack, I did not see you there.
I thought you had disappeared so early away from here
And this is the chance, I never got, to make a move
But we just talk about
The people we have met in the last 5 years,
And will we remember them in 10 more?
I let you bum a smoke, you quit this winter past.
I've tried twice before, but like this, it just will not last.
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