Providence

Who knew At this party that I would walk in and i'd see you I guess now We could just get drunk Yeah, and that could be our excuse You could slip And outta nowhere I could be there to catch your fall And we could laugh At ourselves And the writing that's on the wall It's a narrow margin Just room enough for regret In the inch and a half between Hey, how ya been? And Can i kiss you yet? So we talk like Nervous neighbors over a tall fence True love But for the lack of providence But i just got one more Thing to tell you Cuz words are vitamins And life is short And i know when we get up To the front office We're gonna have to fill out A full report The first question will be What were you thinking? And the next question will be What did you say? And then they're gonna check to see If the answers to one and two Matched up much Along the way In the interest of poetry And the cowboy movie That's you and me I'm back on the horse now And i am riding I am striding so effortlessly What i mean is It's late Much too late for us And i'm fixing to go home With just my conscience And a bitter sense of irony As my chaperone