Track 7 of the album The Third Chair · 2015
We Were Right to Let Go
“We talked it through at the kitchen table and nobody slammed anything. It's the saddest way for love to end, and the most grown-up.”
jazz ballad · torch song · kitchen-table ballad · 3:31
Lyrics
We talked it through at the kitchen table No raised voice, no slammed door Two cups of tea gone cold between us Nothing left to fight for You folded the blue scarf I gave you I wrapped the clock you liked We both knew what we both were thinking And we were kind tonight We were right to let go Right to let go No one was wrong, my dear We were right to let go Slow and easy and clear Love was real, and so is this Letting go with a kiss I walked you down to the corner The streetlamp hummed its tune You said you hoped I would be happy I said, I hope so too Some things end like a song ends The last chord ringing true Nobody cries for the quiet After the music is through We were right to let go Right to let go No one was wrong, my dear We were right to let go Slow and easy and clear Love was real, and so is this Letting go with a kiss Goodnight, my dear Goodnight