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.
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