You know the way

YOU KNOW THE WAY (by Silvio Vinci) Quarter past midnight, someone at the door. You got your good shoes in your hand, I've seen those shoes before. You say you need a minute, somewhere out of the rain. I put another record on, you call me by my name. You know the way, you know the way. You find my door at midnight, leave before the day. You know the way, you know the way. You keep saying this is over, but you never stay away. You ask me if I'm angry, I ask you where you've been. You laugh and reach across the table, I let you pull me in. Your coat is on the old chair, your glass beside the sink. I had a speech all ready, now I can't remember a thing. You know the way, you know the way. You find my door at midnight, leave before the day. You know the way, you know the way. You keep saying this is over, but you never stay away. Sunday in the kitchen, your coffee getting cold. You say we ought to know by now, I say we're getting old. You turn and catch me smiling, I try to look away. You take your coat down from the chair, then ask if you can stay. [Bridge – pull the band back] I could change the number, I could change the lock. Wouldn't make much difference— I'd still know your knock. You know the way, you know the way. You find my door at midnight, leave before the day. You know the way, you know the way. You keep saying this is over, but you never stay away. You know the way. [Instrumental response] I still know your knock. You know the way. I never changed the lock.