Across The Table

Good morning, since you're standing
Would you top off my coffee cup
You've got bed hair, I've got no hair
You brew coffee better, but I was the first one up

I hear the children screming, but I'm dreaming
That there's no one here but me and you
I was just thinking 'bout when your winking
Was more than a game you played with the littlest two

If we sit across the table
I'm sure they'll be a moment that we recognize
The young look that we once saw in each other's eyes

If there were some way for us to get away
Everyone would see how I feel about you
You can believe me, you can see me
I will hold your hand when you're feeling blue

If we sit across the table
They'll be no way that we can ever disguise
The way we feel about each other, from the other's eyes

There's a simple answer to any problem
But it's not always so simple to see
If we can just keep holding on
Then we can hold on forever,
Hold on, hold on, hold on, to you and me

End of the day, everything is ok
As long as we can just talk quietly
We can look at each other, forget we're father and mother
We can be the couple that we still want to be

When we sit across the table
We don't have to ask questions, no who, what, or why
We just know all the answers to have, from each other's eyes

There the light that never goes out, in each other's eyes

Commentary

I began this one last year sometime. I'm still working through some of my song lyrics without music, song lyrics that need to be finished, and old ideas that are worth reviving. I described this one at the time I started it as "a love song without the word 'love' in it". It only needed minor tweaking last night and today.

The entry from last night, "Heels, With No Backs" began in an email to Shirley Spencer in 2006, in the same week that I wrote "Lost In Your Direction", "The Sun Shines In The Winter", "Things Aren't Gonna Change", and "It Is Today". I'll probably never be so prolific again, almost everything I started was worth finishing. Of the five songs "Heels" was the most unfinished, I've picked it up now and again and finally finished it this week.

Heels, With No Backs

You don't think style matters to me
And for the most part, that's true
Dresses or pants, sweaters or shirts
They all seem to look good on you

There are so many different fashions these days
But today you look especially nice
When I lower my eyes and look down at the floor
Honey, I know I don't have to think twice

You've had a long, long day
Put your feet up and relax
I love the way that you walk
In those heels, and no backs

Did you think that I was feeling downcast
Or that I'd dropped a coin on the street
Did you think I problems sleeping last night
Or that I was just back here staring at your seat

Let me watch you as you move around
I'll imagine that I'm young again
Let me kneel, let me kiss the ground
I'm getting far too old to pretend

You've had a long, long day
Put your feet up and relax
I love the way that you walk
In those heels, and no backs

10,000 Apologies

There's a stack of cards
From Hallmark days
There's a message in each and every one
That I wished that I could say

There are memories
That have come and gone
Fallen angels and troubled places
And names that I have worn

Oh I don't always know what to do
When it's clear that the problem is me
Oh my voice starts to get tired when I say
10,000 apologies

When I admit
That I don't know
Is there any way I can make it right
Is there anything I can show

Your angry face
And your hurtful stare
Are they etched in stone like history or can they
Fall away like air

Oh I don't always know what to do
When it's clear that the problem is me
Oh my voice starts to get tired when I say
10,000 apologies

Oh I know that my arms are tired
And I think that my soul is weak
Oh the night starts to get long when I have to say
10,000 apologies

Oh it's one thing to be sorry
And it's another to be sorry I'm me
Oh I'm marking off the days until I reach
10,000 apologies