In the Evening

Don't expect me to come home in the evening You know that I'm trying To face the night There is something to be learned From the hue of the sky When it loses all its light And in the morning there'll be tea and coffee and milk Just the way you like And we'll go back to the same old story we knew We can't divide Your belongings surround me And I'm losing track of what is what The blur of the boundary Compounded by the murmur of the clock Don't expect me to be happy to see That you're happier than me I don't owe you that I get quiet in the times when you're gone There's a life going on But it doesn't feel like me And in the morning there'll be tea and coffee You know I can provide Tell me everything you dreamed in the hours When we laid there side by side Sitting out in the front yard And I'm waiting for the elements to come There's a window around me And I watch you turn a light off