Walking with strangers

Looking Around for a means to dissuade her attention,
Can’t remember the places or names that
she mentions,

My words are falling apart in spite of me,
I’m stepping out of the light so she
can’t see, Don’t think I’ll miss her,
But I want to take her picture when I’ve found a place
where she can’t find me,

And she’s falling asleep as she’s walking with stangers.

Talking cheap as the flies on the wall entertain her,
Her world is falling apart in front
of me, She’s stepping into the light,
But she can’t see, It’s hard to miss her when
she’s posing for a picture,
But I’ve found a place where she
can’t fine me.