Hotel city lights shine below
The dark crept up from behind the window
Asking about some song I wrote
I don't remember now it was so long ago
It was so long ago
Blow out the candlesticks like last year
So many things have changed but not all of them so clear
She says "I love you" and I turn so red
Spent the whole damn week writing love songs in my head
Over and over again
You run a quarter mile to the corner store
Writing all the way in a leather bound notebook slumber
She sleeps so softly under hotel sheets
I feel so dirty but she makes me clean
I try to do right but it turns so wrong
I try to stay put but I just move on
I want to live now but it's not enough
I want to buy a house I want to be in love
She tells me tales of her childhood home
Of all the cats and dogs and the places that they would go
And all the friends who seem to fade away
I listen intently with not a word to say