Don't expect me to come home in the evening
You know that I'm trying
To face the night
There is something to be learned
From the hue of the sky
When it loses all its light
And in the morning there'll be tea and coffee and milk
Just the way you like
And we'll go back to the same old story we knew
We can't divide
Your belongings surround me
And I'm losing track of what is what
The blur of the boundary
Compounded by the murmur of the clock
Don't expect me to be happy to see
That you're happier than me
I don't owe you that
I get quiet in the times when you're gone
There's a life going on
But it doesn't feel like me
And in the morning there'll be tea and coffee
You know I can provide
Tell me everything you dreamed in the hours
When we laid there side by side
Sitting out in the front yard
And I'm waiting for the elements to come
There's a window around me
And I watch you turn a light off
