Only night in October that I didn't cry. |
One Man Band It seems to me The only night in October That I didn't cry Was the night That I met you It started simply enough Halloween Eve A costume party In my store-bought dress I was orange and black And you You were gold and green I still remember The first thing you said Mixing drinks in the kitchen Glancing out at me You liked me from the start And I I can say the same "So, this is the part where we make small talk" You were witty Not the least bit shy And it made me smile We said something About the weather Maybe Something About what I do for a living About my work About your school But I didn't really listen to the words It was when you played guitar When I sat enraptured Across the room While you sang and strummed Voice carrying to my soul Your ex-girlfriend Sitting next to you That I knew You pulled out a harmonica Added it to the repetoire Guitar You played so naturally Tambourine You were tapping with your foot Harmonica The only thing you struggled with And a tenor's voice That made me smile At this one man band I couldn't tear my eyes Or ears Or heart Away And you knew I was the only one who heard Because she was talking About her boots And you looked up at me Smiled a little And said "Well, at least you were listening" And all I could do was smile back |