Where He’ll Spend the Night

The sun throws sparkles
On crooked sidewalks.

The corner café
Where Bill drinks his cappucino.

He waits for a miracle
To send him home with her.

His broken glasses
He wipes with his shirt.

Just a plain old coffee will do
For the next hour or two.

Waiting and wondering
Where he’ll spend the night

The light is fading
The café’s closing.

The money’s all gone now
It was a margin call that broke him.

He waits for a miracle
To send him home with her.

The cottage is gone
The college fund’s still there.

Just a plain old coffee will do
For the next hour or two.

Waiting and wondering
Where he’ll spend the night

Just a plain old coffee will do
For the next hour or two.

He’ll call his sister
Is the couch still there

In Davido’s studio
By the barnwood shed.

Copyright © 2011
words by Mare Tiido
music by Rick Maltese.

Where He’ll Spend the Night

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