Skim is all they got
and she's looking
up and down
Droplets on her cheek
Red eyes captured me
and I have nothing I can say

Empty carts we
push and push
around the aisles
in the midnight rush

Milk truck's late
and the stars won't shine
Heavens! That hell
doesn't come to mind
but here we are
for a time like this

I don't mind
if you step on my toes
Just bothered the butcher
before the show
But the kid can't wait
and neither can she
Frozen like the dinner
on aisle three