Park Slope

Music and Lyric by David W. Jacobsen
Copyright 2005. All Rights Reserved.

How are things out in Park Slope?
I've been thinking of you
Thoughts that mess with my head
Looks I may have misread

You know I wrote you a letter
But I decided that you shouldn't see
Words one never sends
While there's hope for amends

I'm sorry I wasn't more of a challenge
If I was maybe you would have stayed
I was afraid if I played hard to get
You'd simply forget

When I put you in your cab last Friday
You were crying and full of confusion
Now you ask when it was last we spoke
Is that some sort of a joke?

I know enough not to say that I love you
And I'm not really sure anyway
But if I had the strength just to speak
Would you think I was weak?

So I hope that you're well out in Park Slope
And I wonder if you think of me
Are you alone in your room?
Do dark questions loom?