Better Late Than Never

                                  Sit still and watch the lights 

Of this city street streak by in

Straight lines and record time

I hadn't thought of this picture

And the thought is all I have to miss of her

I remember

Those times that I opened up my mouth

In hopes of saying something clever

To think I haven't cared that much about

What I've said in years

Stepped out on the sidewalk



Ten paces across the parking lot and through the hallway

Pull the door and enter

We pay with faded paper

I remember what I thought don't act so interested

In not so interesting

Those times that I opened up my mouth 

In hopes of saying something clever

To think I haven't cared that much about

What I've said in years

And maybe I'll call, its better late than never

I promise I'll call, its better late than never