The Stereotypes The Night Before

if i could transpose you
i suppose i'd know you a little better
then i did the night before

i stand naked in your kitchen
my feet are cold, i look for coffee
walking down your hallway
i get a glimpse as you slip into your silk stockings

i dream alone in your bedroom
your clothes hang down in your closet
i can smell your perfume
i get a glimpse as you get clean in the shower

open up your heart, open up the door
like you did the night before

and i feel so low-down
and i, i don't know now
why we can't try again