Concrete dialogue

Night it slides into day
Spills over your face
Departure time, we'll debate
Like a map to a maze
These momentary wars we wage

Coffee curdling grey
Sipped slowly all day
Glowing lights, bathroom breaks
Postcards never make
They never make their way

I loved your face when it would take that shape

Hurried feet start to fade
Our voices all break
Hurry up, sit and wait
Nights out in the rain
Don't let this slip away

I loved your face when it would take that shape
I'll see your smile
It might take a while

And your voice calls over the parking lot
And I slow down

I loved your face when it would take that shape
I'll see your smile
It might take a while