After Hours
written: G. Frey and J. Tempchin
Look at all the tables standing still
The smoke has settled from the air
Everyone was laughing, finding romance
Now there's only empty chairsPeople used to dance here after hours
Wrapped around each other in a song
Every now and then, so very long ago
Doesn't really seem so longDriving up at midnight
Ladies dressed in fur
When I see the quiet street
I always think of her
Not the way she is now
But the way that she was then
Sometimes you can't go back againDriving up at midnight
Ladies dressed in fur
When I drive these rainy streets
I always think of her
Not the way she is now
But the way that she was then
Sometimes you can't go back again
Glenn
Frey Solo Discography :: After
Hours