I wait on her hand and foot I serve a staple dish I say "What can I do for you?" She drinks a glass of wine She shakes her head and says "No" She requests a quiet song to the pianist As the night grows long She casts a faint shadow What she is aiming for as a future dream I take care not to hurt her feelings I lead her to a table by the window Town lights seem to fade away Like smoke on a windy day What she is aiming for as a future dream She checks her phone and leaves the table She has a relieved look on her face Town lights seem to fade away Like smoke on a windy day