So it's down and across town
when the light ceases to shine.
And we're driving, ever striving
for reason or maybe rhyme.
We pull up to this foreign complex,
preemptively, I unlock your door
but for the next thirty-two minutes
you forget what you're fighting for.
We amble through the alleys
my hand, it loosely cradles yours.
But it's limp, I tend to skimp
with that affection.
Before long we are eating,
I got the crispy chicken, too.
We sit and park, here in the dark,
I share my pearl tea with you.
Autumn nights they bring a promise
of beauty or maybe love.
They create in me a wholeness
and I want to sing.
Singin'
La la la la la la
la la la la la la la.
La la la la la la la la
la la la la la.
You wrap your arms around my shoulders,
I gaze at you, I face your face.
A frigid tear slides down and dies
and I feel the cold embrace.
You decide to ask the question
whether I love you, "is it true?"
Or is the thing that I honestly want
companionship from you?
I look deep into those brown eyes,
and I falter just a bit.
I don't want to have hurt you love,
I think, as I bite my upper lip.
I have never been more truthful
than that cold day in September.
You could infer, I wasn't sure
if I had ever truly cared
or ever remembered.
Autumn nights they bring a promise
of beauty or maybe love.
They create in me a wholeness
and I want to sing.
Singin'
La la la la la la
la la la la la la la.
La la la la la la la la
la la la la la.
On that autumn night
I realized what you mean to me.
And I knew from that day forward
That I was going to sing.
singin'
La la la la la la
la la la la la la la.
La la la la la la la la
la la la la la.