I sat down on the front steps and waited for one of my housemates to come home. Out of my backpack I took a brown, manila envelope and a pen. On the back of that envelope I started to scribble down a country song about forgetting one's keys...
Where would I be without you?
I found out the hard way today
Sittin' alone with nowhere to go
Wishin' there was some other way
I didn't have much time
and I left you behind
I didn't mean to, but look at us now
There's a wall between us
with a door I can't break down
But I know that I'll get back to you somehow
It's getting colder out on these steps
The sun dips into the sea
Warmth is what lies behind that door
To my happiness, you are the key
I didn't have much time
and I left you behind
I didn't mean to, but look at us now
There's a wall between us
with a door I can't break down
But I know that I'll get back to you somehow
It's a work in progress.
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