Iâ??m leaving you the big picture of our one ballroom dance
The frame is held with pins and glue, it might have a chance
Iâ??m leaving you lush gladiolas you bought on Saturday

Hope they will be okay with this low room light

Iâ??m leaving you prescription bottles empty on the floor

Your garden shoes and magazines, the junk at the door
Iâ??m leaving you vintage maps to see where we agreed
And where weâ??d cast away from each otherâ??s shore


Christina said sheâ??d drop by to help you get better
On her footpath she found the button to your pearl gray sweater

No one knows whatâ??s written in the stars
She saw whatâ??s in the cards Iâ??m leaving you


Iâ??m leaving you your religion that cuts its losses every week
Canâ??t turn its pockets inside out when the poor and hungry speak
I wish I was simply leaving for a stroll down the hall

There were times I wished we were that close to call

And when Christina comes by, my carâ??s south of the station

The first demand on your list was reliable transportation
Blanket of clouds is coming off the hill
I can almost feel the chill Iâ??m leaving you