Bird on a wire

Like a drunk in a midnight choir, I tried tonight - in my way - to be free. Buying drinks, making temporary friends, singing karaoke. The owner, cook and bartender looked sad and remote. The couple beside me used me for counseling. He never calls. She expects too much. He looked like a young Tom Hanks. She was a six foot blonde. I told them they should cut it out and make it work. 

I sang to you in this place more than once long ago. A lesson was learned: no matter how in love you think you are, don't attempt Sade.