Knots

It was early in the morning

We were sitting on the stoop

There wheeled away a starling

And I thought that I would too

Oh, for all I knew

I was lost through and through

In my high heels and my old dress

With my new keys in the wrong city

I, I tie the knots to remember in my heart

So I choke and I sputter to a stop

I am a borrower and lender of the lot

I walk away asleep

And chalk an outline round the scene

The shadow play of whiskey talk

A heavy denier dream

Oh, let it be

I was lost in him and me

In my high heels and my old dress

With my new keys in the wrong city, city

Oh, I, I tie the knots to remember in my heart

So I choke and I sputter to a stop

I am a borrower and lender of the lot

In my high heels and my old dress

With my new keys in the wrong city

In my high heels and my old dress

With my new keys in the wrong city, city

Oh, I, I tie the knots to remember in my heart

So I choke and I sputter to a stop

I am a borrower and lender of the lot

I tie the knots to remember in my heart

I tie the knots to remember in my heart

So I choke and I sputter to a stop