Parking Lot - Dee Carstensen, Barry, Mike Mainieri

It doesn’t surprise you

That it’s five in the morning

That you said your goodbyes last night

Made sure that you got it right

The first door to your left

Takes you outside

It’s just a parking lot

It’s not the great divide

But it’s taking you all you’ve got

To reach the other side

You pass by a woman

With two perfect children

Maybe that’s what you want to be

A piece of the family tree

But every 4th of July

You wind up alone

No nuclear alarm

No parting of the sea

Just quietly desperate charm

You’ll work on anyone you see

Chorus:

This is the last time

You’ll suffer the lonely parade

This is the last time

You’ll believe in the promises made

The promises made

If the winter was discontent

Well this summer is ripe for war

You get back on your horse and ride

Until she can’t run no more

And you wake up one day

With all you need

It’s not Park Avenue

No first class passage home

But the colors that trail behind you

Are yours alone

Chorus

And this is the last time

You’ll take back your heart on a string