07 One More Block

They're stacking chairs inside the bar You point up, say, “Look at that star” I look up too, there's nothing there You laugh and pull me past the square My feet hurt more than I'll admit You say your place is “just a bit” The other way from where we're going Funny how we both keep knowing One more block Then I'll say goodnight One more corner One more traffic light We could stop But neither one of us wants to So one more block I'll walk it with you Bakery lights are coming on Last bus passes, nearly gone We reach the street where I should turn You slow down first, so I don't learn One more block Then I'll say goodnight One more corner Under yellow lights We could stop We could call it a night But you say, “One more?” And I say, “All right” One more block No reason why We're getting good At taking our time Maybe it's nothing Maybe that's fine Maybe I just like Your footsteps next to mine No need to name it No need to know There's still another street Before I have to go They're turning off the lights behind us Morning starting somewhere beside us My street's been waiting all this time You look at yours I look at mine One more block Then I'll say goodnight One more corner One more traffic light We could stop But neither one of us wants to— One more block I'll walk it with you