13 Months In 6 Minutes Lyrics - The Meadowlands - Wrens

not yet 21 

with introductions done 

a first slow dance just ends 

I was at my best 

we ignored the rest 

(my band and your friends) 

but as better night became best day 

we left the party while last records played 

what started as dessert back at your house 

ended on the couch 

hours at your mouth 

sunday's on our hands 

we followed were it led 

I followed you to bed 

we started secret plans 

forward 7 months: I've only seen you once 

I never call on time 

trying to seem tough 

I said one visit's enough 

enough to keep you mine 

(of course it wasn't) 

we were done by June 

you'd graduate and leave for london soon 

your layover at newark's near my house 

we met for dinner there 

just one hour to spare 

your 20's all mapped out 

I'm in my driest drought 

feeling old and shot and how 

and this is what I thought: 

I seem to still be caught 

I'm a footnote at best 

I envy who comes next 

wish we could just make out 

'The hour's almost up' 

you said into your cup 

and it makes no difference now 

as I help lift your bags out 

that I'm lost and out of rope 

while on my wrist you wrote 

your newest number down 

I kind of said your name 

but you'd turn to your plane 

so I backed my car out 

I knew we'd never write 

(somehow that seemed all right) 

but this counts as calling three years out