Friend In A Bar

I met a friend in a bar last night
A girl from a far away past
We counted and worked out that it'd been more than seven years
Since we saw each other last

She looked so much older, I have to say
She used to dress so lively and smart
Now her colours they were faded and her hair was a mess
Her expression was tired and hard

I asked her what she had been up to since then
She hesitated a while
She drew a nervous breath and sighed "Not much, to be honest"
Through a shame-faced smile

We sat there all night
Side by side
The conversation was slow
A few times I got up and said "Ok, well…"
But I could tell she didn't want me to go

At 3 in the morning she suddenly said
"The truth is I've done nothing at all
My mind's been much too busy thinking of a man
And waiting for him to call"

"He left me on the day that I turned 21
For years now I've been on my own
I'm scared that if I change or if I leave my house too long
I won't be there when he decides to come home"

I asked about the man and her eyes lit up
The taste of his name brought her right out of her shell
She said "It wasn't always easy, he's a complicated man
But I know he loves me and I know he meant well"

"He still calls now and then in the dead of my nights
He asks if I'm alone in bed
And I tell him 'Babe, of course I am, I'm yours now and forever
Please don't hang up!' and then the line goes dead"

Wow, nice guy…

I met a friend in a bar last night
A girl that lives in the past
I got up on my feet and I ran out
Thinking 'Please, don't let me catch the cruel disease she has!'