As I sit here alone at the bar
I wonder what paths may come...

Found a woman named Anna
And is a Doctor you see...

Stephanie must be a meanie
if she thinks men could do better...

so katie is a bartender
she’s a hottie contender...

I may suck at poetry
but i’m not past...

I may not be cool
I believe in the golden rule...

We're all broken toys
the girls and the boys...

i guess we crossed a line
i wish i didn't whine...

I hear you now
too late for my know-how...

In this world places change,
rivers erode the shore...

I remember meeting you,
Around the camp-fire way back...

Here i am late at night
Wondering what will become...