In which our narrator emerges on the other side, and feels the first glimmers of what may be a new romance.
lyrics
Lights coming on
One final song
And they’re saying they’re closed
Play my last card
I know it’s rushed
And I’m betting it all
You don’t have to go home
But you can’t stay here can’t stay here
My spot’s down the road
And we could disappear, disappear
Feel the real love
I hate to think you need your makeup
Morning, take off
Whatever time you gotta wake up
Rain check ain’t cut
Later just may be too late love
There’s only three hours til dawn
Should I make a move or
Call you an Uber home?
Under the moon you’re
Not one to take control
It’s hardest in the morning
When you tell me you’ve got some places to go
How soon can I miss you?
How soon would be too early to call?
3:30? 4:30? 5:30? 6:30?
Tell me which 30’s not too early
I want you now but we don’t gotta hurry
Patiently waiting
For a little validation
You leaving me wondering now:
Should I make a move or
Call you an Uber home?
Under the moon you’re
Not one to take control