The Window is Closing

Stepped outside to get the morning paper
You were curled up on the front porch chair
Guess the ticket that you were holding
Didn’t get you anywhere

The window is closing
On your last chance
You’ve got one cup of coffee
Make your mind up fast
The window is closing
On your last chance
You’ve got one cup of coffee
Make your mind up fast
One cup of coffee
Make your mind up fast

You must have come back here late last night
You should have rung, I’d have let you in
I’ve had lots of practice, I’d give you a listen
But my patience has grown real thin

Our younger days were full of clinging
Our breaths were shared, church bells were ringing
No more maybe baby, no more good-byes
Your place is right here, best be believing