walking the night
no end in sight
got my highs, my lows and my fright
my eyes set on you
i rhyme with time, i cry — i do
still think of you
used to reminisce from my window
us down bronson
dinner for two, a movie under the dark blue
too bruised, needed a move
you have no clue
you were too often, everywhere and all of it
you were with as i grooved within us
the grace was just you
those eyes, your selfish ways
but my words, you knew me
future to paris, think of venice
remember you, smile and laugh
i’ll always love you and i’m fine with it