Lately's All I Know - Tom McRae

Sky is black with rain,

Weekend away,

I’m standing at your door.

I call your name,

And call, and call again,

You left some time before.

I’ve been thrown, lately,

And I don’t know

Why I feel so old, lately,

Lately’s all I know,

Lately’s all I know.

And I drove for miles,

My eyes on fire,

Not knowing how to say.

Caught in my hand,

Details left on sand,

I’m finding you that way.

I’ve been thrown, lately

And I don’t know

Why we feel so old, lately.

Lately’s all I know,

Lately’s all I know.

The sky white, was snowing,

Daytrip, then home,

Borrowed suit, borrowed shoes.

Life goes on, it’s true,

Lately, I miss you

Lately’s all I know,

Lately’s all I know.