She was in the middle of an empty dance floor. Wrapped up in a tall dark stranger's arms. They didn't see me slip in through the shadows. And sit down at the end of the bar.
We decided to try. Going our own ways for while. And give each other some space. But I never dreamed it would be miles. . I thought she would cry. While she was packing up.
Guess I'll be wearin' out another pair of walkin' shoes. Tryin' to reach the place I've always seen myself. And yesterday I thought that it might be right here with you.