You're two minutes lat. I await.
Scanning the mob for a familiar face.
In a world of hurried hellos and forgotten places.
I see you, you see me. We smile. Then goodbye.
You sigh. I cry. You've got lives to save.
I steel my heart to be brave.
Three hundred and sicty five days. A heady daze.
A hangover of your embrace. A memory I'd hate to erase.
You chase your speedy train. I might never see you again.
A blurred snapshot in the noisy rain.
And when I know how simple it is. To throw away an easy bliss.
I'll be glad you held my hand this long. I'll be glad we slow danced to that song.