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"Welcome back", she said, and her eyes twinkled.
But in those eyes I could see she knew
There was not much to welcome me back to.
Things are the lonliest only when we turn back to each other.
We tried hard not to glance too long
At Mike's house as we drove by later that night
My head rolled against the headrest as I fought sleep
My eyes struggled against the mirrored lights in the diner
We talked for a long time that night
But only after the last sip had got warm
Only after staring into our bottles for a while
And we couldn't make each other feel better
But "welcome back", she said.
"It's not much, but its all we have to work with."
Maybe in a better time I can be better to her.
Those nights together were the lonliest of all.
But in those eyes I could see she knew
There was not much to welcome me back to.
Things are the lonliest only when we turn back to each other.
We tried hard not to glance too long
At Mike's house as we drove by later that night
My head rolled against the headrest as I fought sleep
My eyes struggled against the mirrored lights in the diner
We talked for a long time that night
But only after the last sip had got warm
Only after staring into our bottles for a while
And we couldn't make each other feel better
But "welcome back", she said.
"It's not much, but its all we have to work with."
Maybe in a better time I can be better to her.
Those nights together were the lonliest of all.