april
back in new york
the thirty first floor
it seems somehow every thing's changed
the kitchen too small
plates on the wall
the sound of machinery
may
where have you been? who were you running with?
wasn't he someone you used to call home?
where is the ring? where is the boy who went traveling alone?
she's much better without me
she walks through the gates of the country
her hands at her side
and i smile as i watch her walk by
somehow i see there are ships in her eyes
yeah
she is better off now
june
the curtain is shut
the patterns are cut
the maid who will wake you at dawn
pulls out a chair
pulls down your hair
it's just like you wanted
july
what's going on? what are you running from?
why are you sleeping alone on the floor?
some people change
others hang on till they can't anymore
she's much better without me
she walks through the gates of the country
her hands at her side
and i smile as i watch her walk by
and somehow i see there are ships in her eyes
yeah
she is better off now
she's much better without me
she walks through the gates of the country
her hands in the air
and i smile as i watch her walk by
somehow i see there are ships in her eyes
yeah
she is better off now