I stayed up late to talk to you You invited me to a party that I couldn't come to I couldn't get there And you never offered a lift All you said was hurry Please come quick I said goodnight You didn't reply I took it as your drunk mind Taking its time But when you still didn't I began to wonder Maybe I'm in the wrong Maybe I made a blunder.
You know, for someone who doesn't believe in love I write an awful lot of love poems. Just a thought.