And I just walked around the city that day Took a cab to the airport, It was all gray and all "nothing" out And for once, we knew what life was about.
So I just sat there as your plane took off To a city somewhere mid-west, I said, "let's make this work out," You said, "honey, we'll try our best."
And two things I can't escape are time and wine And my habit of smoking in the morning Before you get up, before you wake up, Before all that blush and makeup, So stay. Cry with these blue skies And maybe one day, I'll just come and visit Buy a plane ticket or enough gas, Just to see you, And let you know I'm still dramatic and pitiful.