Skinny Alley Used 2 Be Mine
A family of four sits down at the table next to me
And I'm shamelessly eavesdropping on
Familiar conversation
'Can I have a double order of french fries,'
The younger girl says
While her father looks around with more than a touch of
impatience
Other families, in other cafes
Other families....
The woman's talking too fast
Deep lines are etched around her mouth
He seems to be listening
But keeps glancing at his watch
I used to be like that I think
Always so pressed for time
Handing out my company, like some precious gift
To another family, in another lifetime
Another family... Used to be mine
Had a family of my own, but now I'm quite alone
We've grown so far apart
May as well be living in different countries
Made a sacrifice on the altar of ambition
All I do, all I do is watch
Other families in other cafes,
Other families... in other cafes...