Seventh Avenue

The world keeps getting smaller

'til it closes 'round my room

and everything I feel now

is hard and fast and true

My window is a spotlight

on the madness down below

it takes a silent figure

to make this place a home

Now the candles burn all night

without you

and the moon hangs out of sight

so blue

on Seventh Avenue

I gave you what you wanted

and it took so many years

now I'm just a part of

the traffic and the tears

I am not a lighthouse

not the answer or the truth

but the love that I held onto

is safe inside this room

Now the candles burn all night

without you

and the moon hangs out of sight

so blue

on Seventh Avenue

(all of the stories from all of our lives

are not lost from memory on these streets tonight)