Frank Marzano: Music
Making Up for Lost Time
(Frank Marzano)
One summer night, you arrived at my front door
To take me out, 'cause I just turned thirty-four.
We had a bit too much to drink from several pitchers full of foam,
But you got behind the wheel to take me home.
The sky was dark, and the road was not too clear.
You swerved away to avoid a passing deer.
The car behind us was a cop. You didn't have an alibi.
You were driving on your second DUI.
Making Up for Lost Time
Since you went away.
Paid the price for your crime.
Now you're here to stay.
Well, they put you in a jail like Al Capone.
Now it's time to wish you, "Welcome home."
They had your trial on a cloudy afternoon.
One last embrace, then they led you from the room.
I got to see you once a week, for nowhere nearly long enough,
But to make you feel at ease, I acted tough.
Making Up for Lost Time
Since you went away.
Paid the price for your crime.
Now you're here to stay.
Well, they put you in a jail like Al Capone.
Now it's time to wish you, "Welcome home."
When they took you far from me,
I thought our love was through.
Then there was a star to see,
To shine its light and help me wait for you.
(instrumental)
One second more, and we'll get these papers signed.
Then out the door, and we'll put the past behind.
You had it rough, or so I gathered from your letters as I read,
But a new tomorrow beckons us ahead.
Making Up for Lost Time
Since you went away.
Paid the price for your crime.
Now you're here to stay.
Well, they put you in a jail like Al Capone.
Now it's time to wish you, "Welcome home."
Making Up for Lost Time,
under lock and key.
Making Up for Lost Time.
Now you're finally free.
So let's shut the door and disconnect the phone,
finished with the loneliness we've known.
Baby, let me wish you, "Welcome home".