“Will you still see me any more?
When the fog lifts and fade?
Or will you close the door,
And forget what we have made?
And the sunshine fades away,
Every second of the day
We watch it disappear
Hiding all that was clear
I think we can make it,
So don’t give up easily
You’re close enough to reach me…”
-Stella, “Paying Your Blues” (c) Mike Aragona