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 will not last.