Ride With Me Down

It would be 4 o'clock,
the 5800 building.
You'd be with me in the elevator.
For that time I'd have waited all day.

Now the front step is missing you.
Missing your little shoes.
Laugh aloud against my chest.
Feel the love, feel the warmth of my breath,
as I kiss you goodbye,
good night.
Good luck.
Good show.
Good fight.