It was the end of the summer season and days at my marina job seemed to drag on and on, especially the last hour. I would just have to sit in my desk chair, wait for the phone to ring and daydream about my lover. At the end of the day I couldn't bear to take the extra 10 mins it would take to stop at the gas station, fill my tank and wash my windshield. I drove around on next to empty and could hardly see through the bugs and dirt on my window. Just couldn't wait to get home to my baby.
Recorded Live at the Hope Market Cafe.