Tea for One - Kevin Gilbert

Duncan was always cautious

Never the one to take a stand

Convinced to the bone

That he’s happier alone

And to justify the part

Keeps a closely guarded heart

Standing amidst the subway

He spies the lady of his dreams

And catches her stare

Long enough to make him care

«Oh my Lord, if Beauty has a name

Then hers must be the same…»

Lights upon empty rooms

Home too soon

Somewhere inside he burns

It looks like tea for one again

He sees her every day now

And each day he walks her to her door

But ever polite

He still sleeps alone at night

He keeps desire at bay

Afraid to change his way

Lights upon empty rooms

Home too soon

Somewhere inside he burns

It looks like tea for one again

Grey Monday evening finds him

Making their usual stops alone

Where can she be?

He just had to go and see

And there’s roses in his hand

For his new romantic plans

Caught in the pouring rain

He crouches beneath her awning

And there through the screen

Spies his lady of esteem

Not alone

And there’s rapture on her face

Within a man’s embrace.

Lights upon empty rooms

Home too soon

Somewhere inside he burns

It looks like tea for one again