LEAVING
By Charles Deemer
Don’t you know that I’m grieving
Don’t you know I don’t like leaving
Don’t you know it’s hard to walk out that door
All the time we’ve been fighting
All the time I go midnighting
All the time I wonder what’s in store
All the day with my time
All the day with my wine
All the day I think I’ll hit the road
Nights are still when we’re together
Nights are still and like a feather
Nights give under at the slightest load
At what time was our mistake
At what time did our love break
At what time did I get so forlorn
Tomorrow when the moon is wan
Tomorrow, baby, I’ll be gone
Tomorrow all my letters will get torn
I won’t wait to say goodbye
I won’t wait to make you cry
I won’t wait to hear that I should stay
Think of me as something seeming
Think of me as though you’re dreaming
Think of me as one who went away