I Hate Walks

I found your note on the table Saved me the job of leaving mine I would have packed my bags in the morning And moved in with the love of my life It all turned stale and boring Our bed creaked when rolled on our sides She was a chance that was taken Always was a sucker for a skirt and a smile I hope the seasides lovely You know I hate sand between my toes I love the bustle of bars and the city I hate walks and the salty aired coast Your friends will rejoice at our parting There was a quiet in the room all the time You were half the person amongst your friends Now your free to be whoever you like Shes unattached to our circle We never made love in our bed Her flat was a haven of decadence She stimulated my pulse and my head I hope the seasides lovely You know I hate sand between my toes I love the bustle of bars and the city I hate walks and the salty aired coast Heres to you and your life I hope the search bears fruit by the sea I wish you all you long for Maybe in time youll do the same for me One day youll be settled with children Our first is due in ten weeks The people weve both grown into Can step out of the shadows of all we've been