Orlando Weeks
Seasonal Hero
If you only knew
If you only knew

I miss the sound of you calling
I miss your voice on the phone
Miss your out of time tapping to the songs we both know
I’ve your lipstick kissed cigarette you left in the tray
It’s the last thing you kissed I can’t throw it away
I miss missing you all day and hurrying home
But now I find loneliness and being alone
Are two separate feelings, the firsts how I feel
It’s the bone that stays broken the cut that won’t heal

I’m still your man
I’m still your man
I’m still your man
Still your Gritterman

I feel you beside me your perfume, the same
Your head on my shoulder, you whisper my name
And so I continue in my old fashioned way
To say the same things that I used to say

I’m still your man
I’m still your man
I’m still your man
Still your Gritterman