You got the lights on in the afternoon

And the nights are drawn out long

And you’re kissin’ to cut through the gloom

With a cough drop coloured tongue

And you were sittin’ in the corner with the coats all piled high

And I thought you might be mine

In a small world, on an exceptionally rainy Tuesday night

In the right place and time

When the zeros line up on the 24 hour clock

When you know who’s callin’ even though the number is blocked

When you walked around your house wearin’ my sky blue Lacoste

And your knee socks