I Know The Way

by Clive James and Pete Atkin

I know the way that it will go tomorrow
We'll meet for drinks somewhere
And then we'll take the air
And shortly after that you'll not be there

I know the way that it will go the next day
At noon I'll telephone
And hear the ringing tone
And slowly realise I'm still alone

No, I never get sufficient of your time
To relax in the little that I get
Well matched perhaps but never yet well met

I know the way that it will go in future
The way it went tonight
An intermittent light
That dazzles me and then goes out of sight

I know the way that it will go tomorrow