The Commons

My name is called, "Wait, one more play"

"Your dinner is cold," she would say

Can I go? The green awaits

And I won't forget to smile outside golden gates

But I'll leave a letter on a train

No date, no name

For a stranger to turn and read

And for a moment, I'll be free

We'll walk for miles and candles will flame

And I'll write more letters, no date, no name

Can I go? The green awaits

I won't forget to smile outside golden gates

And I'll leave a letter on a train

No date, no name

For a stranger to turn and read

And for a moment, I'll be free

Why him? Too young, too soon

I don't wanna be the adult in the room

Can he go? The green awaits

I'm sure he smiled outside golden gates