Two Blocks Away
Jonathan Thorntrey was drinking his tea
All alone with a book in his hand
He sings in a band
But something is missing
It’s hard to tell what
But he knows it’s there
He looks all around
And everything seems to be
Right in it’s place
He feels that it’s strange
Elizabeth Howard works in a shop
Just two blocks away
She once heard him play
Each day She looks at people
And She feels that they’re not there
What more can She say?
What more can She do?
Two weeks from now, they’ll meet at a friend’s
And will go home holding hands
True love at last
And the next day, they’ll pack up their things
Leave the key, close the door
Where do they go?
Where do they go?
Where do they go?