Our Time Lyrics - Same Old Man - John Hiatt

Our Time 

I Traced Your Arms As You Laid Spread Out On The Sunday Paper 

Looked Like The Crime Scene Of An Angel Ghost 

I Heard The Gate Clatter To On The Elevator 

I Wrapped Myself Up In It Like A Cold Beef Roast 

Fell Asleep, Was Cooked Medium And Placed On A Dining Room Table In Brooklyn 

Before An Older Couple Surrounded By Family And Friends So Wonderful And Kind 

I Flashed Back To You Giving Dollars To Homeless Men Down In The Bowery 

Not Before They Convinced You It Was For Sandwiches And Not For Wine 

I Just Could Never Convince You Baby 

This Was Our Time 

This Was Our Time 

This Was Our Time 

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Now Your Feeding Me Fabulous Chinese Takeout On The Dampened Bed Sheets 

Our Last Supper So You Might Say 

I Woke Up In A Cold Sweat And Realized We'd Never Cooked One Meal Together 

You Always Said, "Why Bother?" With The Cuisines Of The World Laid At Our Feet Here Everyday 

Then I Thought Of Our First Date Back In Nashville 

We Shared The Pupu Platter You Enjoyed It With Such Gusto I Took It For A Sign 

We Would Have Many Happy Meals Together In A Warm Dining Room Somewhere Maybe Even Brooklyn 

That Was Way Back Then, And I Was Just Another Guy With Food On His Mind 

But This, Baby This Was Our Time 

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This Was Our Time