Yes, I heard about the game last night
I was the one who told you, remember?
You were at the pier again,
watching the lights go by.
Go on a ride, next time;
You don't have to be the old man
on the Ferris wheel,
not when you get home.
Because I don't mind if working late means the carnival
as long as you bring me one day
and show me where to buy
those tickets I find in the pockets of your pants.
No comments:
Post a Comment