A Lonely Place

I forget

the bit that made so much sense

I agree

my stupid mind's a poor defence

time and again

I'll lose my face

my shoes is a lonely place

All is well that ends without much ado

I've had time enough to get to you

there's no point in dwelling on this

you're far out of reach

I forget

the bit that does the trick

I've let you slip away

like figures in a dream

time and again

I'll lose my face

my shoes is a lonely place;

without everything goes on with such ease

I've had time enough to get to you

there is no middle road

we're far out at sea