(lyrics & music: Wytold with Between Liberties)
To say goodnight tonight, it's what I don't want to do:
leave from the lamplight of your doorstep without you
We both know it's coming, try not to dwell on it
I know you're leaving and I hope you sleep well...
Pretty soon you're leaving, we both know it's true
Though unbelieving, there is not much to do.
I'm gonna write you, I'm gonna visit
But nothing I do will fill those nights I miss you...
I won't sleep well
But I, well I'll just keep singing
And you, well you just do your thing...
Say you gotta get inside, gotta get well rested
and I know you need your sleep, but I wish we could be
Bohemian lovers, fly away in a moment of passion
They'll wonder what happened to us...
I know we'd sleep well
But I, well I'll just keep singing
and you, well you just do your thing
(won't you? like this...)