Parking Lot Pirouette

I never learned the names

The space between the stars

The shapes that constellations make

They're burning jewels

Suspended in air

Aquariuses everywhere

You're everywhere

Everywhere, you're everywhere

Everywhere I looked

I saw the haloed moon

Through the window

When I was underneath you

I thought I'd been holding on too tight

In the falling lane of light

That doesn't last

That doesn't last, that doesn't last

Last night you walked me to my car

You said, you won't be getting far

Before you turn around

I did a parking lot pirouette

I said, you're right

I'm not done with you yet

And I turned around

I turned around

I turned around, the bottle fell to pieces on the floor

You laughed and said, we should do this more

You know I'd give every dollar in my purse

For another one of your detours

For another night

Another night

Another night

And I turned around

I turned around

I turned around