Staring at a blank piece of paper, thoughts I'm trying to write.
Trying to make a love song, but the words doesn’t fit right.
Holding a guitar with the other hand, a pen on the other,
I'm trying to write a love song, that would bring us together.
You come in and take your time,
Waiting for five o’clock has never taken so long.
You sit with me and take my time,
The afternoon was exhausting, the warmth that has gone.
Chilly winds blow non-stop,
and your embrace seems to eat it all up.
We slip inside to get warm,
Then we find ourselves in each others’ arms.
The sun shines and it's early morn.
You lay beside me without that green turtleneck you've worn.
You look up to me with your sweet sad eyes, begging to spend another night.
I smile, stroke your hair and kiss you.
But I must go, and I will be late. We'll see each other later.
Out the door I Go, out of my life she goes.
Never seen again, never heard, and never felt.
In a blank piece of paper, words start to write itself.
Humming a tune from my heart,
I make a melody of about the one that got away.
She came in and took my time.
She slept with me, I thought she was mine.
one to five has never been so quick since, never been so dull.
The afternoon was cold. The warmth was gone.