Emma Jane

D G So maybe we will meet someday, and you will let me take you out to dinner D G “I’ve heard your songs,” you’ll smile, and say, “When you only played the drums, I liked you better” Em I’m sorry I didn’t text you on your birthday G No, I didn’t think to call D I didn’t think that you would like it Bm G D To be honest, I didn’t think of you at all D- G Your parents, they would visit; if we were lucky, they would take us out to dinner D G I would be half listening, half wondering how they wound up together Em I met somebody nice last night A She talked and took her heels off in the street D Bm G D She said she grew up in a town where anyone who’s anyone has gotta leave D G Well, the season’s nearly ending; I drive at night and struggle to remember D G How we would wait for something good to come out of the last days of the summer Em G The wind will separate the leaves from trees, and Halloween is right around the way D And soon we’ll be returning home Bm G D Don’t you think you’re gonna miss it, Emma Jane? D G D G Em G I’ll see my friends and laugh and drink, and I don’t think I’ll think of you at all D But it’s 3 a.m., late August Bm G D Some nights I stay up wishing you would call