A friendship of convenience,
Pressed together, our flesh was warm
A quiet sense of right and wrong
that lashed our lives to the other,
by the grace of a flat tire.

Do you remember the laughing?
Or the wail of sirens and the crying alarm?
The ups and downs of life amid the moving throng.
The bad weather,
and ire.

Come in, come in,
Let me welcome you in my arms,
It's been too long
since we sat together
by the fire.

Tonight the wine is flowing,
we're both in excellent form,
There's love in the air, your hand's in my thong,
Beneath you, I'm delicate and weak as a feather
but I'll never forget that you're a liar.