Lyrics

Hello, Darling.
So, how’s it going?
Did you remember?
(Just what exactly do you mean?)
Café Starling,
Yes, it’d been snowing,
First of December.
(Of course, the smell of roasted beans.)
You had sweats on,
(Were you not wearing baggy jeans?)
I wore a bow tie,
(True, we weren’t trying to make “the scene.”)
Quite a pair there,
(Like handsome stars upon the screen.)
As we waited for our coffees.

I’d broke my watch band,
You offered quick glue.
It was our first mend.
(We were so good at closing seams.)
I touched your strong hand,
And told a joke or two,
We laughed like old friends.
(Much more like super giddy teens.)
I had some tickets
(They were above the mezzanine.)
To the theater,
(So well reviewed in magazines.)
I asked if you’d come.
(A little high on pure caffeine.)
When you smiled, the icecaps melted.

First the flow, then the ebb.
Love wasn’t slow to build its web.

We dated for a month and then we found a little flat together.
Took long walks in sun and rain,
We didn’t care, we loved the weather.
Browsed the galleries and purchased prints, with which we veiled our walls.
Our place was crowded, filled with books, which teemed from shelves like waterfalls.

And then. . . and then. . . our little twins were born and everything turned topsy-turvy,
Because. . . because we lost our little girl and darkness fell; we felt unworthy.

Who knows where love goes.
It left us bare.

Glad you’re fine, hon.
Me, I’ve been better.
I live alone now.
(Well, I am also unattached.)
Say hi to our son.
I’d write a letter
If I could somehow.
(Your broken contact should be patched.
He’s almost age ten.)
My God, how quickly time speeds.
Yet memories don’t fade,
(Nor do a tattered heart’s needs.)
It’s been a decade,
(That’s really so hard to believe.)
But now you have to go,
And my heart bleeds.

Here’s the truth before you leave.
‘Cause I wear my heart upon my sleeve.

I’d like to try once more.
The sun will shine another day.
I know we’ve tried before,
Though things kept getting in our way.
Love’s a bond we shared
When fractured by the cruel night.
It needs devoted care,
But we can surely make it right.