Picking up the pennies
From the tiles of a public toilet floor
to pay for a cigarette
from the drunk on the corner
and watching the sunset
in the glow of an aftershave haze
tomorrow's just another day
to lose in the fog of memories
of tear stained dog eared photographs
and whispers of the song you sang
I remember watching you dancing
in the autumn daze of disco
just a girl of only seventeen