today is our day
both of us lonely
counting
raindrops on dry leaves
and cars with no wheels.
i hate california
but i do love your face
days in bed by myself
if i lived here
i'd work here too
a photograph on the shelf
a scotch on the rocks
today is our day
both of us lonely
counting teardrops on dry sheets
home is where you miss the least
home is where you miss the least
