The people in the street had overtaken you By the time you rounded Second Avenue
So I walked away All perfumed
Felt just the same But brand new
And anything you wrote I checked for codes and clues The letters stopped unceremoniously in June
So I changed my eyes and ____ I'm just the same but brand new
And I do my best impression of weightlessness, now too And I might be wrong, I might be wrong, I might be wrong But honey I believed I could Float away, dangling
I'm just the same but brand new To you.
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