Go, meet your stars. I'll watch from here
You're returning to the city with your half-loaded luggage to see about
friends and colleagues and go for drinks and music.
Revel is not a bad place to dance And I know you wouldn't miss it for the world.
Don't worry about the cold nights in your hotel bed. The city's going to love you and keep you warm. I'm thinking how great it would be if I were there, I'd see you in your imposing height and broad shoulders.
Well make it happen and I know you're going to tell me to stay wide awake as we ride around the glistening towns at midnight. I know you'd give me an overview of what it was like for you to go about the days and nights you spent alone at home or with your family during the worst times of your life over a bottle of wine.
I know you'd tell me you're going to bore me but you won't. I know you'd tell me I look great in my outfit and notice my fingers. And I'd thank you for the times you asked me If I was okay
and for remembering my birthday and for calling me by my maiden
name when I told you that once five years ago.
I'd thank you for the times you cared in the best possible way that I thought was love.
I'd thank you for believing in me when I didn't believe in myself enough.
I'd thank you for the times you've loaned your strength to me when I ran
out of mine.
I would kiss your face. Tell you I've written your name on the rocky edges of the mountains. You've already been to yourself. So have I.
And maybe we'd bleed again but this time I know we'd put each other back together again.
