(carly simon/jacob brackman)

chain smoking cigarettes
enemies across the table
wonderin´ if i can ever trust anyone again
we argue through the night
the restaurant shuts, you catch your flight
i hail a cab with no idea where home might be

(chorus)
we both believed my chance was gone
but ain´t it strange how life goes on
a storm can never rage forever
and darkness only lasts ´til dawn

hotel blinds stay down
nothing seems to make me care
i can´t find a reason to comb my hair
folks walkin´ in the street
everyone has something to do
my brain won´t stop showin´ those old movies of you

weeks pass,
and your voice sounds strange on the telephone
strange how smooth and casual my own voice sounds
i find that i´m listening to
a tuen coming over my radio
it makes me think of a guy i knew a while ago
a while ago a while ago