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Walking home from work tonight |
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Your letter warm, I'm holding tight |
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Said you want to see me soon |
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I phoned you late this afternoon |
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The bar we first met seems alive |
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I'll see you there at eight tonight |
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Shouldn't think like this |
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But is there something in us meeting now? |
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All this time, I've waited knowing |
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Though I've changed my heart's still showing |
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I'll wear a new dress, wash my clothes |
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I'll wear the earrings that you chose |
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If the man you've grown to be |
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Is more Morrison than Morrisey |
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I'll tell you straight as we undress |
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That things got better when you left |
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And though I've banned your name since then |
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I'll call it with my dying breath |
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No-one else would have me |
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So I've made this day of all days |
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The day I see you again |
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Will you know me, will I cry |
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Will the years that passed decide that |
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Even we who loved and lied |
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Shouldn't meet again tonight... |
