Sunday Call

You know I love our Sunday call
The only thing that’s ritual
In my life these days these days

I hope you know, in spite of all
All the times I missed that call
I was almost there, time just got away

When the racing stops
All that’s left are thoughts
There’s always a one I save for you I save for you

I remember piano songs
That you’d play and I’d sing along
Moon river, wider than a mile

And a bagged lunch in a paper bag
A little heart next to my nametag
Pair of jeans with a patch and the AM dial

It’s been a while

When the racing stops
And all that’s left are thoughts
There’s always a one I save for you I save for you

What’s it like in your shoes
Watching your boy turn into
Something you love by letting go, by letting go?

Want you to know

When the racing stops
All that’s left are thoughts
There’s always a one I save for you I save for you
There’s always a one I save for you I save for you

You know I love our Sunday call…