We used to be good friends
before we were lovers,
for me you’d say, maybe,
you’d forsake all others.
But you went and left me
right here on my own,
I had to spend, baby,
my evenings alone.
Still you rang last night
and I agreed to a drink,
but your words of regret
are making me think.
I see it
in your smile,
I hear it
in your voice,
and I feel it
in your touch.
But I can’t believe
you really mean it this time.
We used to be good friends
then we became one.
you’d say to me, gladly,
your life had begun.
But you went and left me
right here on my own,
I had to spend, sadly,
my evenings alone.
Still you rang last night
and I agreed to a drink,
but your words of regret
are making me think.
I see it
in your smile,
I hear it
in your voice,
and I feel it
in your touch,
But I can’t believe
you really mean it this time.
I see it
in your smile,
I hear it
in your voice,
and I feel it
in your touch,
But I can’t believe
you really mean it this time.
I see it,
but I can’t believe it.
I see it,
but I can’t believe it.
I see it,
but I can’t believe it.
Goodnight!
Copyright Keith Ames
