I'm Leaving You

I'm leaving you the big picture of our one ballroom dance

The frame is held with pins and glue, it might have a chance

I'm leaving you lush gladiolas you bought on Saturday

Hope they will be okay with this low room light



I'm leaving you prescription bottles empty on the floor

Your garden shoes and magazines, the junk at the door

I'm leaving you vintage maps to see where we agreed

And where we'd cast away from each other's shore



Christina said she'd drop by to help you get better

On her footpath she found the button to your pearl gray sweater

No one knows what's written in the stars

She saw what's in the cards I'm leaving you



I'm leaving you your religion that cuts it's losses every week

Can't turn it's pockets inside out when the poor and hungry speak

I wish I was simply leaving for a stroll down the hall

There were times I wished we were that close to call



And when Christina comes by, my car's south of the station

The first demand on your list was reliable transportation

Blanket of clouds is coming off the hill

I can almost feel the chill I'm leaving you