As evening drained away we laughed
Left our impressions in the grass
All nervous craft the shadows close
About our hands between our clothes
And Adrienne's consumed by this
I know
She takes me in she takes my hand
And whispers soft I understand
That if this ever comes again
It won't be for a while
Then
Make me what you will and take
Only what you need and leave
Something left of me I'll need
To carry on with this when you
Have gone
