An Imagined Affair

A sky as black as regret

Is rolling aside for the blue

Impossible face to forget

These feelings belong in a zoo

She brings the morning

She, she brings the morning sun

So lost in the sound of her voice

I don't even hear the words

When she says, "Come on get out. The past will find us out. Come on get out please And don't breathe a word."

She brings the morning

She, she brings the morning sun

But all this an imagined affair

While sitting in a bar spilling in a bar

I drink until the doorman is a

Christmas tree

And my speech is just a gas leak

She brings the morning

She, she brings the morning sun