I think that it’s brainless to assume that making changes
To your window’s view will give a new perspective
The hardest part is yet to come 

It’s gotten late and now I want to be alone
All of our friends were here, they all have gone home
And here I sit on the front porch
Watching the drunks stumble forth into the night
You gave me a heart attack, I did not see you there
I thought you had disappeared so early away from here
And this is the chance I never got, to make a move
But we just talk about
The people we’ve met in the last five years
And will we remember them in ten more?
I let you bum a smoke, you quit this winter past
I’ve tried twice before but like this it just would not last