Whatcha doin’ here at this late hour?
I’ve put to bed the dreams I’d saved as ours
And I’ve been sleeping with the porch light off for a while
Well, don’t be standing out there, it’s freezing cold
But watch your step as you cross this threshold
‘Cause I recall last April had you sold on goodbye

So I tried
To let go and when I do you come back
Tell me I’m the right girl when the time is wrong
Our love’s like boomerangs and seesaws
And I just can’t hang on

Leave your shoes and all that you’ve walked through
At the door, and I’ll do the same for you
Maybe then we’ll sit and talk till two in the dark
The irony is it’s the scene I’d write
Every day in May and June, July
When I still hoped there was a “you and I” in the stars

It was so hard
To let go and when I do you come back
Tell me I’m the right girl when the time is wrong
Our love’s like boomerangs and seesaws
And I just can’t hang on

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words and music by Shannon Curtis
published by Shannon K (ASCAP)
all rights reserved; lyrics reprinted by permission