© Alex Nichols 2020
Somewhere
Between summer and fall
You stopped comin’ home at all
The plot slowed to a crawl
It took no time
To feel the chill in the air
Knowing you didn’t care
At all for me
Somewhere I lost the plot line
Of this romantic comedy
Now I’m hoping you will see
The end has come
The last real has played
there’s only room for the maid
The guy pushin’ that big floor sweep
That cleans broken hearts off the streets
The ones nobody wants to keep
Anymore
Somewhere
between a warm sunset
And my dreams it seems
you had the same dream too but
this time nobody’s coming to
your rescue
Somewhere I lost the plot line
Of this romantic comedy
And the last line in the show
It’s time to go
It’s time to go

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