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An Acquaintance Of Mine

This song is by Anthony John Clarke and appears on the compilation album Sing a Chorus With Me (2005).

He's out on the road now, a quarter past nine
His destination, it's a way down the line
He's done his fair share of talking, his fare share of time
And he know

As he kicks off the dust from the place he has been
A white car pulls over, and as he bundles in
I see lines on his face, grey hairs on his chin
And he know

He's a winner, a loser, an acquaintance of mine
He's a page from a novel, she's the dust on his wine bottle
He's never early, she's rarely on time


(Instrumental)

He stops from his travels, a lonely hotel
Puts four suitcases down, gently rings on the bell
And the lady is smiling, she knows him so well
And he follows her in the hall

To where the carpets are faded, the windows are stained
The portraits are hung in Victorian frames
And he touches her face as she whispers his name
And they know

He's a winner, a loser, an acquaintance of mine
He's a page from a novel, she's the dust on his wine bottle
He's never early, she's rarely on time

(Instrumental)

He wakes in the morning and she is still there
Her shoes on the floor and her clothes on the chair
He tries hard not to wake her as he touches her hair
It's as though

The wall clock is broken, so he keeps his own time
He knows that she loves him, one day at a time
And her breathing is sweet love in a Burgundy wine
And they know

There is no need to speak out, there's no one else there
Alone words are only loose shapes in the air
And she may be sleeping, but at least she is there
And she knows

He's a winner, a loser, an acquaintance of mine
He's a page from a novel, she's the dust on his wine bottle
He's never early, she's rarely on time

He's a winner, a loser, an acquaintance of mine
He's a page from a novel, she's the dust on his wine bottle
He's never early, she's rarely on time