Dining Alone - Carla Bley
Written by：Carla Bley
Dining alone
Sipping his wine
Watching the door
Checking the time
Is that her
What to do
False alarm
One more glass
To she shows
Or someone else
He knows
Might try her
Maybe not
Just can't speak
Passing the salt
Without a word
All eyes lowered
Avoiding looks
Faces in books
Through the door
Is it true
Yes it's her
What to do
Politely smile
Turn away
What to say
Passing time
Takes it's toll
Nothing said
Time to go
What to do
Try and joke
Tongue tied
Thinking next day
It's been too long
Eating else where
More friendly types
Trying again
Might make friends
Have a drink
Maybe smile
At someone nice
Across the aisle
Someday perhaps
Who knows
Dining alone
Sipping his wine
Watching the door
Playing for time
No one comes
Lights turn low
Time to go