Love Song-New York

I remember his frightened eyes

And his mouth so quick to mock

Listening late at night

Surprised by his soft Midwestern talk

In the corner of the cafe

As dark as an eclipse

He tried to smile

But his cheek lines put parentheses around his lips

Walk down Grand Street

The wind would blow us round and round

And all his talk was incomplete

So I just listened to the sound

He could never see my heart

It was a blur back then

But it's true I was the prettiest girl in New York

When I walked down the street with him

We were walking, sort of dancing

Up on the rooftop real slow

Quietly waiting to get stung by Lester Young over that tiny radio

There were so many women in his eyes

I knew he never could be mine

But everyone must die alone

And that's just how some men will always walk the line

It was out at the newsstand

The corner of MacDougal and West Third

He took back his hand and said goodbye

To this day I pretend I never heard

Let the years roll away

Let the seasons disappear

And if I seem to be okay

I'm just thinking of the time I held him near