How have you been in the shape you were in I'm suprised that you got where you're going Who would believe What a date you would be If I knew I'd have thought about knowing And in between now and the last time we met I'd open the door if I met you again And I swear that we'd be better/fair ever friends From here until 10 miles from nowhere What is that there In your brown paper box I can see that you kept all the memories we'd lost I'd sworn it was you Who was destined and gone To the pressure of past undertakings Had I had known that it might have been me I might have returned a letter or three Or gave you a call from the sanctuary for the cracks in these walls tell time for a fee From here until 10...