In the morning
I’ll be caged by cubicle walls
and haunted by TPS reports
In the morning
You and I will not share a word
Not even a glance
In the morning
I’ll be meeting deadlines
and fixing spreadsheets
Tonight is all we have
Let’s not waste our moments
Talking of the real world
There’s time enough for that tomorrow
Tonight we share our drink
And love like there is no tomorrow.
hadeesedel 