so darling, don't ask

but it was lost

and couldn't be found

i went listening for it

but there was no sound

there was dark

when there should have been light

i was sitting alone

in the center of your bombsight

counting grains of sand

slipping thru my hand

and there's a long day ahead

i'm short more than a buck

up for any adventure

but down on my luck

shuffling on a back street

dropping hints

while picking up my feet

there's a trail of tears

and they're mostly mine

so darling, don't ask:

i know i'll be fine

but it was lost

and couldn't be found

i went listening for it

but there was no sound

there was dark

when there should have been light

i was sitting alone

in the center of your bombsight

counting grains of sand

slipping thru my hand

and there's a long day ahead

i'm short more than a buck

up for any adventure

but down on my luck