If those harbor lights had just been a half a mile inland....

[axeslade]

You were late
How could I forget
What you said
The part about that
Love taking over your life
Was not
In your plan
****
A familiar voice 'Hi, surprise
I've been seraching trying to find you'
I couldn't speak
My hands reached for Martha's Foolish Ginger
We talked until the moon came up
About how a life without love
Isn't worth very much
Then I played this song 
 
*le sigh*