I Know The Way
Lyric by Clive James, music by Pete Atkin
I know the way that it will go tomorrow
We'll meet for drinks somewhere
And then we'll take the air
And shortly after that, you'll not be there.
I know the way that it will go the next day
At noon I'll telephone
And hear the ringing tone
And slowly realise I'm still alone.
No, I never get sufficient of your time
To relax in the little that I get:
Well-matched perhaps, but never yet well met.
I know the way that it will go in future
The way it went tonight
An intermittent light
That touches me and then goes out of sight.
I know the way that it will go tomorrow
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