No, you’re not coming in…

I’m feeling especially maudlin today, so I thought I’d share the lyrics to one of my favorite sad songs…

Do I really wanna step in here?
I feel like my father at the horse track
When he’s down to his last sawbuck
Do I really wanna step in here?

I’m not as sure as I appear.
Tell me should we make this move?
And if it seems pathetic, pardon me
I’m not as sure as I appear.

Thought it over
Thought I’d walk over
And over coffee we could chat
But then, then I thought again
’cause what was was over
And now I know that.

Thought I’d call,
we could talk it over.
I knew that wouldn’t work out somehow
’cause what was was over,
And I should just get over.
And that is where I’m at right now.

I’m really glad that you are here.
What could be could beat what was.
We are is at any rate.
I’m really glad that you are here.

Thought it over
Thought I’d walk over
And over coffee we could chat
But then,Then I thought again
’cause what was was over
And now I know that.

Thought I’d call,
we could talk it over.
I knew that wouldn’t work out somehow
’cause what was was over
And I should just get over
And that is where I’m at right now.

And we are is because
What was is now was.
Pray for rain, it never does,
And after all that we’ve done been through is is gonna have to do.

And we are is because
What was is now was.
Pray for rain, it never does.
And after all we’ve been through is is gonna have to do.