when you become a stranger again

how closed your eyes will be

narrowing me to three short feet

across a room of drunken revelry



you're having the time of my life

and I love you much too late

there are things i'd like to say

so many things I'd like to change



when you say my name to me

like some amusing piece of food between your teeth

then I will know that its completely over

wont you say my name to me to me



you're having the time of my life

and I think you got it right

it's an envy making green

since your eyes only see me



if I had another last chance

and we met again for the first time



I would listen to your heart

I would start back at the start

there are things I'd like to say

so many things I'd like to change