Plastic shoes

Empty in the hall

Well, I gathered the news

That you'd gone after all

Whats left is this:

And from what I can recall

Theres something I've missed

And I have seen it all



You caught me drawn in the

Bathroom mirror

And said I looked a little older

Walking along on a beach at dawn

With your head upon my shoulder



In your plastic shoes

Broken and used on me

And what have we been through?

Are you watching alone

The same film I'm tuned to?

Do you still cry

When the doctor gives her the news?



Theres a big black bag of belts and hats

You wore to other weddings

A broken chain and a picture frame

That once held us together

I put out these shoes that I helped you choose

And I bolted all the doors

So they won't walk back........



Those plastic shoes

Oh you looked so good

That was all you wore

When I really understood

Some things need summer weather

Others want the dark

Some things work well together

But still keep falling apart