Slack Jaw

It was a month and a day,

It seems a lifetime away,

When we first met in town and spent a night,

We drank and we talked until the music was stopped,

And the barman came and turned back on the light,

We arranged again to meet,

And as I walked off down the street,

I swear that I felt ten feet tall,

Was I dizzy from the wine?

Or maybe I just missed the signs,

'Cause now you won't return my calls,

I hope that one day when you're ancient,

Preparing for another lonely night,

You close your eyes for one last time,

And you see me in my prime,

The great lost love of my life.