Side-Street Corner

I'll sit here on this corner
of this street that begs for sleep,
and this is something i've been missing.
In time, this time is all i'll have
to leave behind.
because everyone has to go some time,
and here is mine.
So I will follow the road, while leaving nothing behind.
This trip is alone. It's alone, and it's cold.
And then this time I'm all that's left behind.
I sit here on this lonely
side-street corner singing.
Singing about the things that I'm missing.
In time, you'll realize that it was
worth the time.
I won't forget these times.
In time, the leaves will fall,
and the show will bury them.
It's times like these,
I think it will never get warm again.