Walking home from work tonight

Your letter warm, I'm holding tight

Said you want to see me soon

I phoned you late this afternoon

The bar we first met seems alive

I'll see you there at eight tonight

Shouldn't think like this

But is there something in us meeting now?

All this time, I've waited knowing

Though I've changed my heart's still showing

I'll wear a new dress, wash my clothes

I'll wear the earrings that you chose

If the man you've grown to be

Is more Morrison than Morrisey

I'll tell you straight as we undress

That things got better when you left