Judy Blank - Lost At Last

I've been wandering around in the city
Like a ghost that's got nowhere to go
Chilly-faced and this place doesn't fit me
Way too greedy and big but you know

It's a good place to meet with a stranger
Or a possibly, pretty, old friend
All the kids in the park look like rangers
Ten out of ten recommend

Nowhere to be
Would you believe it
Nothing to do
Not in a rush
Can I get lost
With you Never walked to this side of the city
Never noticed the tropical birds
No one cares about you or your problems
Kinda funny how bitter the words

Rolling out of your mouth like a poem
Bringing truth from your chest and eyes
Something shifted inside, it's okay if I die
As long as it's not tonight

Nowhere to be
Would you believe it
Nothing to do
Not in a rush
Nice to be lost
With you

Time is a thief
Moving too slow
Moving too fast
Never enough
Good to be lost
At last