on a perfect afternoon
thinking you would be there soon
by the evening time
it was obvious you were no longer mine
you should have written, you might have called
you should have never led me on at all
but you were always a few days ahead of me
and there was always someone else instead of me
instead of me
sitting perfectly still
barely fighting off the chill
feeling cold, feeling dumb
it was becoming clear that you wouldn't come
you should have written, you might have called
you should have never made this plan at all
but you were always a few days ahead of me
and there was always someone else instead of me
instead of me