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[Kathy: There's no one home.]
[Don: Well, that's hard to believe. Could I just touch you, to make sure?]
[Kathy: I mean, were you looking for anyone in particular?]
[Don: A man named Palmer. But I can hardly remember why.]
[Kathy: Are you a friend of Mr. Palmer's?]
[Don: Are you?]
[Kathy: Well, I asked you first.]
[Don: We flew together in England.]
[Don: In a weak moment, he asked me to drop by if I ever got to Hollywood.]
[Kathy: Oh.]
While it rains outside and people
Run around the dance floor
Always waiting for the last call
You and I, still don’t have a clue
And it’s been days and days
With unacquainted faces
Unfamiliar places
And the same old feel of being alone
But it had to be you
And the way you sway
With every move you make
Ever so tender
Even makes me wonder
What a pretty girl does,
with a devious smile,
dancing on her own?
[Kathy: I live across the hall. I'm Alan's sister.]
We had one... two drinks
and later shared a kiss
With your lips like tangerine that
haunt me still.
Little did I know, she
disappeared in the crowd.
Left me on my own.
[Don: Why the passkey? Why couldn't Jane know what you were looking for?]
[Kathy: You didn't tell me your name.]
[Don: Ha. Don Blake.]
[Kathy: Do you know my name?]
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2. |
Still Not Strangers
04:40
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[Don: Well, Alan mentioned it a few times but I'm not quite sure. Elizabeth?]
[Kathy: No, it's Katherine.]
It was on a saturday night
Was ready to join the celebration
But happened to be mislead by a faded memory
There she appeared by the door
Like a light that could brighten every room
I didn’t mind to see her
It just took me by surprise
Because it’s been almost a year
But here we are again
Even if I could have known I would find you here
I would still have come
I don’t care, it wasn’t me who stop replying all the sudden
anyway
By the time we both acknowledged we were sharing a location
We avoided to meet
But we didn’t succeed,
And were caught in a scene
Where you walked towards me
And said “Hello”
While I barely spoke a word
And with your nervous charm
It caught me by surprise,
And I can’t recall your name
Damn, girl...
[Don: I know what you're thinking. I can almost hear that mind of yours churning. You're wondering why I'm so eager to help.]
Against all odds we kind of clicked
Both aware of where it’s going
Don’t you say you didn’t had that thought in mind
I do remember how it used to be,
We would meet after hours
looking for someone to love before dawn
It’s safe to say we took the time to think about it
While trapped in this semi romantic moment
And there we go again
Even if I could have known I would find you here
I wouldn’t change a thing
Because to be honest I can say I never cared that much
anyway
It’s hard to see how we couldn’t make it work before
But it doesn’t matter
Cause we didn’t succeed,
Now are almost a stranger to me
So it’s twelve to five
And you say “Goodbye”
While I barely spoke a word
And with your nervous charm
It caught me by surprise,
And I can’t recall your name
Damn, girl...
[Don: You obviously think there's something wrong. And I wouldn't like to feel I walked out on him. So, if there's anything I can do, or anything that ought to be done, I'd appreciate you telling me about it.]
[Kathy: All right, Mr. Blake.]
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[Danny: Better? Feel like talking now?]
[Jane: It's cold in here.]
[Donny: I'll turn on the oven.]
And bye, bye, baby
Would you let me down tonight?
Haven’t heard that melody of yours in days
Or a million nights
And we’re nowhere to be sung
It’s a terrible feeling
When you’re so convinced
In the way you nod your head
Without any reasoning
While making up
For that kiss we miss
And the words I left unsaid
Oh, love...
And now we’re getting old
And it’s been so much fun
Every second got it’s moment
I’m waiting for you summer
I never made it home
I’m just running out of control
And getting nowhere
Every year is getting shorter
I was walking here
When I found myself
Remembering when I gave my heart
To that beautiful girl
Behind the bar, in that hotel by the lake
In such a lovely night
Never did we meet again
[Donny: The money was buried up in the hill. You were taking me up there to give me my half, remember? You were taking me up there to kill me, tiger. You were going to kill me. And now I give you back the gun?]
And by the way
Would you let me stay tonight?
I’ve have witnessed way to many midnight skies
Since we laid beneath the stars
And we’re always running late
But if you’re listening
Let just a few notes to tell you how I feel
And I’ll make you change your mind
Oh, love...
[Jane: You'd had enough to drink. Get out of here and get yourself sober. I don't like you this way.]
And now I’m getting old
And somewhat out of fun
Every hour is getting longer
I’m still waiting for you summer
And I’m not going home
I feel like running out of control
And getting nowhere
I think I need to sober
Laying on the ground
When it came to mind
When I met this girl
In my highschool years
With a smile to light my days
Couldn’t hold her like the last time
And I lost my chance to love
Never did we meet again, again.
[Don: Well, maybe some other time, Mrs. Palmer.]
[Jane: There won't be another time. I'm leaving tomorrow, perhaps sooner.]
[Kathy: Jane, did you hear from Alan?]
[Jane: No. They brought the car back today. I... I found a note in it from Alan.]
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4. |
The Tropic
03:42
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[Jane: He's somewhere in Mexico and I intend to find him.]
Waiting on the world
Sitting, facing towards the wall
Didn’t notice when she walked into the room
I said hey and you said hi
And I guess I couldn’t help it,
And I wish I spoke for both
Because I think I fell for you.
And now I sit, thinking to myself
I was taking all my chances
Making up for old romances
And you got stuck in my mind
And I don’t know where this is going,
But just take where you want
And don’t get me off you mind
Because I don’t know
What if she calls and I’m not home?
What if the moon falls from the sky tonight?
We stayed up, until the lights went down
It wasn’t meant to last
And now I sit by myself
Thinking what it could be
Back to where I began
Where I sit for days, until it happened again
Met her by the friend of a friend
And now I’m afraid
That somewhere taking chances
And being so bad at romances
She’ll get stuck in my mind
And I think it’s going nowhere
But just take me by the hand
Because I’m so tired of being alone
And I don’t know,
What if I promise to be home?
What if she falls from the sky tonight?
[Kathy: Could I have two minutes before you go?]
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