Atkin-James Another night I've been to visit you and him Comes to an end Switch on the hallway light Farewell a friend Another night I bring the flowers and the wine Has slipped away There were only three to dine And two to stay When you fix the dates for tête-à-têtes like these What tells you that I count the days between Except my nothing-caring air of ease? When clouds black out the moon that moves the tide What tells you there's a river in the dark Except the streetlights on the other side? Another night I book a taxi door to door Has been and gone I have never loved you more See you anon