It was snowing in the city.
I went out to buy another coffee. I felt kinda blue and kinda empty.
Nothing new. How are you?
And I’m sorry for not calling
sooner.
It was cold in the apartment,
but I guess I didn’t really notice. I was watching neighbours through the window.
Nothing new. How are you?
And I’m sorry for not calling
for not calling
sooner, sooner.