Last call (end of the night)

Last call

Sitting here all alone at the bar, people all around me but I could not care
All there is in my world is the drink I hold in my hand and the thoughts of you
Sat here for the noise and distraction that it brings and knowing full well
Soon it is going to end as I see the bartender getting ready

I can see your beauty in my eyes and I can hear your laugh in my ears
My heart still races when I think of you, even after all this time
Not even someone's shoulder against me resisters more than a flicker
To feel alone without you even in this crowded place even as the night draws in

This is the last call the bartender says and those in need of just one more drink come
The need for something else to make the night even better than they had seen
But in my head, the last call just means a return to my lonely room and the thoughts
Taking that final pause before draining the last of the liquid in my glass

A time recalled in the past of the excitement the end of the night would bring
Now I feel like a shadow lost between the light of the lives of people around me
Another night in the bar and perhaps too night sleep will just come
The last call is heard once more and I am trying to find the strength to move on again