A Song About Your Party

Strangers with familiar faces

will greet me at the door.

I swear I've been here before

but your sister's house isn't quite the same as yours.

You could get lost in the driveway.

I'm blocking everyone in on the causeway.

Let me move my van.

Save me a spot at the table if you're able.

Let's give these guys a hand

because there is paper everywhere.

because there is paper everywhere.

Smiling and spinning; Blindfolded and laughing.

Strangers with familiar faces

are getting out of hand.

I knew you'd understand

where I was last year.

I didn't mean to disappear.

Just a combination of broken heart and busy.

It wasn't easy

but this song is my best apology.

So let's give these guys a hand

'cause

there is paper everywhere.

Smiling and spinning; Blindfolded and laughing.

It's time to go home.

Christine asked me

if I'd write a song about your party

and all I could say was "maybe."

and all I could say was "maybe."