I met a friend in a bar last night

A girl from a far away past

We counted and worked out that it’d been more than 

seven years

Since we saw each other last



She looked so much older, I have to say

She used to dress so lively and smart

Now her colours they were faded and her hair was a mess

Her expression was tired and hard



I asked her what she had been up to since then

She hesitated a while

She drew a nervous breath and sighed ”Not much, to be 

honest”

Through a shame-faced smile



We sat there all night

Side by side

The conversation was slow

A few times I got up and said ”Ok, well...”

But I could tell she didn’t want me to go



At 3 in the morning she suddenly said

”The truth is I’ve done nothing at all

My mind’s been much too busy thinking of a man

And waiting for him to call”



”He left me on the day that I turned 21

For years now I’ve been on my own

I’m scared that if I change or if I leave my house too 

long

I won’t be there when he decides to come home”



I asked about the man and her eyes lit up

The taste of his name brought her right out of her 

shell

She said ”It wasn’t always easy, he’s a complicated man

But I know he loves me and I know he meant well”



”He still calls now and then in the dead of my nights

He asks if I’m alone in bed

And I tell him ’Babe, of course I am, I’m yours now and 

forever

Please don’t hang up!’ and then the line goes dead”



Wow, nice guy...



I met a friend in a bar last night

A girl that lives in the past

I got up on my feet and I ran out

Thinking ’Please, don’t let me catch the cruel disease 

she has!’