One street lamp lit the road ahead
your shadow con my heart like lift
the shops all close the city still
and time to kill
I walk the blocks we used to roam
Our laughter now an empty home
I wore your coat to feel less cold, less sad, less old
I paused beneath that lonely light
and felt your flight.
One street lamp lit the end of week
but not for me.
Sam.
I paused beneath that lonely light
and felt your flight.
One street lamp lit the end of week
but not for me.
