Sequel

This is a great Harry Chapin song and I hope you all enjoy it as much as I do. Sequel Harry Chapin      (klr) So here she’s actin’ happy inside her handsome home And me I’m flyin’ in my taxi taking tips and gettin’ stoned I got into town a little early      Had eight hours to kill before the show First I though about heading up north of the bay Then I knew where I had to go   I thought about taking a limousine      Or at least a fancy car But I ended up taking a "Taxi’ ’Cause that’s how I this far You see ten years ago it was the front seat Drivin’ stoned and feelin’ no pain Now here I am straight and sittin’ in the back Hitting Sixteen Parkside Lane                The driveway was the same as I remembered      And a butler came and answered the door He just shook his head when I asked for her And said "She doesn’t live here anymore         But he offered to give me the address     That they were forwarding her letters to I just took it and returned to the cabbie And said "I got one more fare for you."        And so we rolled back into the city Up to a five story old brown stone I rang the bell that had her name on the mailbox The buzzer said somebody’s home            And the look on her face as she opened the door Was like an old joke told by a friend It’d taken ten more years but she’d found her smile And I watched the corners start to bend And she said ?How are you Harry? Haven’t we played this scene before?? I said "It’s so good to see you Sue. Had to play it out just once more {D}Play it out  just once more." She said ?I’ve heard you flying high on my radio.?        I answered "It’s not all it seem." That’s when she laughed and she said "It’s better sometimes when we don’t get to touch our dreams."      -   x2 That’s when I asked her where was that actress She said "That was somebody else." And then I asked her why she looked so happy now She said "I finally like myself at last I like myself."                                           So we talked all through that afternoon      Talking about where we’d been         We talked of the tiny difference   Between ending and starting to begin      We talked ?cause talking tells you things         Like what you are really thinking about           But sometimes you can’t find what you’re feeling           ?Til all the words run out So I asked her to come to the concert      She said ?No I work at night." I said ?We’ve gotten to damn good at leaving Sue." She said ?{D} Harry your right."         Don’t ask me if I made love to her Or which one of us started to cry. Don’t ask me why she wouldn’t take the money that I left. If I answered at all I’d lie.             So I thought about her as I sang that night     And how the circle keeps rolling around How I act as I’m facing the footlights And how she’s flying with both feet on the ground I guess it’s a sequel to our story >From the journey ?tween heaven and hell With half the time thinking of what might have been been And half thinkin’ just as well I guess only time will tell Any questions or comments [email protected] Enjoy all...