From the recording Late Night, Tender Smile

Lyrics

I’d like to tell you of a friend that I have
I’d stay at her house now I’d like to go back
Sit on her floor sing songs and drink wine
Stay and tell stories and remember those times…

I’m moving slow these days, can’t you tell by now
I won’t get caught by the rush of this old town
Every time I feel the tightness drawing close
I need to see my friends far, far from here

I wake in the morning before the suns there
I pour me some coffee and sit in her chair
What can I give to a friend for her home?
Fruit from the market or maybe this poem

I’m moving slow these days, can’t you tell by now
I won’t get caught by the rush of this old town
Every time I feel the tightness drawing close
I need to see my friends far, far from here

It’s easy right now to think of her face
I sit in her chair and she’s gone for the chase
Work a day woman living alone
Tell me your feelings for me that you’ve known


I’m moving slow these days, can’t you tell by now
I won’t get caught by the rush of this old town
Every time I feel the tightness drawing close
I need to see my friends far far from here