So much more than than the long-distance phone bills
So much less than the drive to Arkansas to get you
Sitting in that coffee shop in Bakersfield
I tried to grasp hold of
What little that was left of our dreams in Paris
(How did you end up in Arkansas?)
So now I’m here
You’re leaving
I feel like I should be telling you my favorite color and things like that
(Green)
It’s been so long
