Empty Streets . . .
The city feels clean this time of night ~
Empty streets and me?
Walking home to clear my head.
I know it came as no surprise ~
I’m affected more than I had guessed by what was said ~
Then if this love’s not meant to be ~
If a heart’s not ready to open ~
If the naked eye won’t see it’s broken ~
It’s a quiet time before the dawn and
I’m half past making sense of it ~
Was I wrong?
Should I think to give it all ~
Should I claim to give it all?
In a world where not much ever seems to last long.”
© Late Night Alumni