Song Up In Her Head

The Virgin

Mary All dressed in blue

Sings 'My

First Lover'

For an audience of two

New York boy

All dressed in black

Old leather boots

Old soles intact

Time moves forward

And time moves back

Like a mixed-up engineer

On an endless railroad track

Miles to go

From me to you

From a town that gets old

To the city that's new

This flame burns brighter

With every poem read

This bird flies higher

With a song up in her head

Time moves slow

And time moves fast

Oh the future now

Will soon be past