when you become a stranger again
how closed your eyes will be
narrowing me to three short feet
across a room of drunken revelry
you're having the time of my life
and I love you much too late
there are things i'd like to say
so many things I'd like to change
when you say my name to me
like some amusing piece of food between your teeth
then I will know that its completely over
wont you say my name to me to me
you're having the time of my life
and I think you got it right
it's an envy making green
since your eyes only see me
if I had another last chance
and we met again for the first time
I would listen to your heart
I would start back at the start
there are things I'd like to say
so many things I'd like to change
