Lyrics
SAFELY ALONE,
HE THINKS “OH NO,
WHAT HAVE WE DONE?”
THREE WEEKS TO GO
‘TIL THE EVENT--
HE’LL HAVE A SON.
AND OF COURSE HE IS GLAD,
SO OF COURSE HE WON’T SAY
WHAT HE’S HOLDING INSIDE:
HOW HE’S WANTING TO RUN,
HOW HE’S WANTING TO STAY,
HOW HE’S WANTING TO HIDE.
SO HE’S QUIET,
IN THE NURS’RY -- QUIET.
NOW HE CAN REMEMBER:
LIFE WAS SIMPLE, LIFE WAS FINE LAST FALL.
THEY WEREN’T LOOKING DOWN THE LINE LAST FALL.
SO MUCH CHANGED FROM JUST ONE KISS LAST FALL.
HE MISSES LAST FALL.
ALSO ALONE,
ALL ON HER OWN,
SHE’S THINKING TOO.
“IS THIS TOO SOON?
AM I PREPARED?
WHAT DID WE DO?”
AND OF COURSE THERE IS FEAR.
AND OF COURSE THERE IS JOY.
AND SHE’S FEELING IT ALL.
HOW THEY WON’T BE JUST TWO
WHEN THEY’RE HOLDING THEIR BOY
IN A BUNDLE, SO SMALL.
SO SHE’S QUIET,
LIKE HER HUSBAND -- QUIET.
NOW SHE CAN REMEMBER:
LIFE WAS SIMPLE, LIFE WAS FINE LAST FALL.
THEY WEREN’T LOOKING DOWN THE LINE LAST FALL.
SO MUCH CHANGED FROM JUST ONE KISS LAST FALL.
SHE MISSES LAST FALL.
HE’S IN THE HALL.
SHE’S BY THE STAIRS.
THEY BOTH FEEL STRANGE,
THEY BOTH FEEL WEAK.
THEY’RE BOTH UNSURE
OF WHO SHOULD SPEAK.
SHE REACHES OUT.
HE TAKES HER HAND.
THEY’RE READY NOW.
LIFE WAS SIMPLE, LIFE WAS FINE LAST FALL.
IN CRISP AIR BRIGHT STARS WILL SHINE THIS FALL.
WHILE HE GROWS THE LEAVES WILL TURN: NEXT FALL.
THERE’S SO MUCH TIME NOW.
Jeffrey Talbott, William Van Dyke
Songtrust Ave