Friend In A Bar

I met a friend in a bar last night

A girl from a far away past

We counted and worked out that it'd been more than seven years

Since we saw each other last

She looked so much older, I have to say

She used to dress so lively and smart

Now her colours they were faded and her hair was a mess

Her expression was tired and hard

I asked her what she had been up to since then

She hesitated a while

She drew a nervous breath and sighed "Not much, to be honest"

Through a shame-faced smile

We sat there all night

Side by side

The conversation was slow

A few times I got up and said "Ok, well…"

But I could tell she didn't want me to go

At 3 in the morning she suddenly said

"The truth is I've done nothing at all

My mind's been much too busy thinking of a man

And waiting for him to call"

"He left me on the day that I turned 21

For years now I've been on my own

I'm scared that if I change or if I leave my house too long

I won't be there when he decides to come home"

I asked about the man and her eyes lit up

The taste of his name brought her right out of her shell

She said "It wasn't always easy, he's a complicated man

But I know he loves me and I know he meant well"

"He still calls now and then in the dead of my nights

He asks if I'm alone in bed

And I tell him 'Babe, of course I am, I'm yours now and forever

Please don't hang up!' and then the line goes dead"

Wow, nice guy…

I met a friend in a bar last night

A girl that lives in the past

I got up on my feet and I ran out

Thinking 'Please, don't let me catch the cruel disease she has!'