Post 288: Last Friday Night (4/11/10)

Last Friday Night (1/27/10 c, 4/11/10 w)

Some things, some things in life just seem right

This is rare for me, that anything could not feel bad
I could be sitting by myself alone
But I guess my loneliness will just have to be alone
Alone today

Last Friday night

Was a spectacular sight
For the first time in a while I wasn’t alone
And maybe for the first time in my life
It felt right, it felt right
Last, last Friday night

I can’t get you out of my mind

I should probably call you, despite my fears
If I could just find your number
Maybe you want to do something some time

Last Friday night

Was a spectacular sight
For the first time in a while I wasn’t alone
And maybe for the first time in my life
It felt right, it felt right
Last, last Friday night

I may be wrong, tell me if I am

But our date seemed so, seemed so right
And I can’t come up with anything
To make it wrong
No matter how hard I tried

I’m trying not to fall
Because when I lost my last love I almost died
I’m crossing my fingers that this can turn out right
What are you, what are you doing tonight

Last Friday night

Was a spectacular sight
For the first time in a while I wasn’t alone
And maybe for the first time in my life
It felt right, it felt right
Last, last Friday night