Two Weeks Since You've Gone

Two weeks since you've gone

And I feel like the tramp

Picking dustbins in the alley.

He looks up as I pass

Clutching rags from a city's restless night

I could read all my sadness

In faces I knew

Down at Kelly's bar last Friday

And I haven't been back since I mistook

Somebody for a friend

And if I walk these streets long enough

Will you happen to me again?

With whom are you sharing

The sweet taste of summer?

My memories pursue you

Like puddles of rain

The river inside me still flow

To the sea of your hands

And if I close my eyes for a while

Will you happen to me again?