Closing A Door - Tom Robinson

If you go

I think you should know

You’re closing a door behind you

And if we meet again

Try not to pretend

We lost anything of value

My generosity, generosity

Is fading fast for you, baby

Don’t wanna hear 'bout tomorrow

My curiosity, curiosity

Is not gonna be the undoing of me

I’ll carry my own tiny sorrow

Like the hawk that yearns to lock

His claws into every sparrow

You’re the one that loves to run

The needle through the bone

To the marrow

Twenty lovers in a week

You can get 'em — sure you can

There’s lot’s of geeks

And every mother one of them

Wants to get lucky

Or maybe you need more than one man

Probably a legion — every one a fan

I’m trying to find it in me

To hope you’re happy

So when you go

I feel you oughta know

You’re closing a door behind you

And when we meet again

Promise not to pretend

We lost anything of value