A pen and paper beckon
I still have your address
Its written in my diary
Top of the list,
The day that you were leavin’
I promised that I’d write
but it wont be tonight
Just how to keep a secret
I don’t know very well
Rules are made for breaking
Secrets to tell
I’ll try to never lose it
Someday I probably might
but it wont be tonight
Tonight my heads in trouble
And it really don’t feel right
The promise I will keep it
But not tonight.
I met her down in Taylor’s
at a session in the back
You know how it happens,
I followed old tracks
And if I could put my
thoughts on paper
it would’nt feel just right
And it won’t be tonight.