i saw her today at the reception
a glass of wine in her hand
i knew she was going to meet her connection
at her feet was a footloose man

the room is bustling...people are everywhere...talking...laughing...some in conversation...some in out loud joy...you've found your seat...it's your seat cuz you've sat here before...it's comfortable...you came with people you know...there's others in the room you know but you just want to stay with who you came with...the night goes on you look around and you see him across the room...but you go back to who's there with you...not giving it a second thought...

i wonder if that's how you see me...as a passing glance across the room...not seeing the tree from the forest...it's hard to be so quickly ignored

you can't always get what you want
but if you try sometimes
well you just might find
you get what you need...
you get what you need

talk to you tomorrow