Well It’s been years since I’ve been on a date
You said seven-thirty but you’ll probably be late
And I’ll pretend I wasn’t waiting by the window
And you’ll comment on the parking
And you’ll ask about the photo
Oh I had pie in the sky dreams
When you catch up with your future
It’s never what it seemed back then
Making mountains out of molehills again.
Yeah, this pretty much sums it up. Barbara Kessler:
