It's so quiet on these windswept days
The city lights, the golden rays
Of sunlight on the subway tracks
Are you mad again?
If you like
I'll take it back
They're just your feelings
I wasn't looking at her a**
Oh, do you mean it?
It's so lonesome, all this happenstance
If you asked me, yes, I'd like to dance
Just show me a glove-covered hand
A perfumed dress is more than I can stand
And you approach me with your hollow heart in hand
And you tell me:
"It's not civilized
It's not fair to me
The blues, the grays, the olive greens
All take you far away from me
The girls in their summer dresses see
Though you don't notice they all look back at me
Is this on purpose?"
Oh no, no, no…
Oh no, no, no…
Oh no, no, no…
May offer you this one olive branch?
It's not as though we're always so keen
And we're both just the victims of circumstance
Do you understand, do you know what I mean?
Oh no, no, no…
Oh no, no, no…
Oh no, no, no…
Oh no, no, no…
I'm a husband first
I'm a childless curse
I'm a faithful man
With a face with a faceless thirst
I'll stay with you
Oh please don't sigh
I try to explain
But you cry, and cry, and cry
And you hate me
When I ask the reason why
You'll trade me a dollar for some sense
But don't blame me
I was only making sense
Oh I'm so sorry
I was only making sense