Chain smoking cigarettes
Enemies across the table
Wonderin' if I can ever trust anyone again
We argue through the night
the restaurant shuts, you catch your flight
I hail a cab with no idea where home might be

We both believed my chance was gone
But ain't it strange how life goes on
A storm can never rage forever
And darkness only lasts 'til dawn

Hotel blinds stay down
Nothing seems to make me care
I can't find a reason to comb my hair
Folks walkin' in the street
Everyone has something to do
My brain won't stop showin' those old movies of you

Weeks pass,
And your voice sounds strange on the telephone
Strange how smooth and casual my own voice sounds
I find that I'm listening to
A tune coming over my radio
It makes me think of a guy I knew a while ago
A while ago a while ago

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Writer(s): CARLY SIMON, JACOB BRACKMAN