I’d ridden long hours
after work to get there
be together in the night with
saying our hello’s with kisses
my hands on her
feeling the wanting
then a stronger pulling away
easy now no need for hands
got said & we sat for a while
me looking her talking about her
the route life was taking her along
I got the hint got up
put on my helmet jacket & gloves
rode back to my farther side of town
got in poured a stiff one
let the phone ring long
picked it up later to hear
I’m sorry didn’t mean to drive you away
it’s ok I told her I’m sorry too
about being the wrong person for you
cut the call no need for long songs
the next day I sent flowers
because I wasn’t sorry at all for her
just for the hours lost
being the wrong person
in the wrong place wrong time
thinking hands on I’d felt something
had got that all wrong
there’d been no passion all along