You left out of the bar
Into my car and kissed me good night
You got onto your flight

Out of my car and into the stars
Where she waits for you
On the other side

No talk of me in her eyes

I left glitter on your lips

You said that we could look forward to it
But you're too cool with your mustache of women
I wish that you would just stand up or give in

But you hold back like arrested love
I hold inside, gripped like a glove


Are you cuter than cute or just a beautiful brute
Your fingers clench, you disappear into your apartment
I drive until the sun comes up

Ahead of me the road again looms long
I want you in my bed, I want you in my song
Sometimes poems come easier than words


I wish but I don't wish you weren't with her
'cause you left out of the bar

Into my car and kissed me good night
You got onto your flight
Out of my car and into the stars

Where she waits
For you