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 I's And a's to yours 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