All the Birds Under the Westgate

I sat on your balcony

Hot air balloon at my feet

Where I once stood

I see the Westgate

Towering up in my periphery

Where I once learnt to be

And I can see the lights dip low

Across the vacant lot

But there's a picture missing

Was it one of us kissing?

Why you making me dinner, why am I still here?

If you love me, say so

If you don't, tell me to go

If you love me, say so

Cause I'm tired

I'm tired