Love What You've Done With the Place

Here i'm visiting you in your new life

The world here seems ever so bright

I wait for you to turn away

I bite my tongue so i don't say i still love you

I say "love what you've done with the place"

When i finally find a way

To exit with a modicum of grace

I find myself half a block away

Staring at the concrete, thinking of you

Saying "love you madly for a change"

Love what you've done with the place

No room for me or our past places

Accepting things as they are

"Love what you've done with the place"