We've lost the state we're in completely
In love with Downtown Crossing
I had Oliver in Potsdam, you had Elanor in Amsterdam
Even that we will wake up is an assumption
But I know for a fact that I loved someone
Forget your friends in London
For all the men I haven't met yet
And maybe you'll be mad and maybe I'll be gray
In my apartment in the Southend
Right now we're here in Boston
I had Julian and Steve, you had Julia and Jeanette
And have a dozen kids who'll run away, it doesn't matter anyway
Memories thick as Bloody Marys, Jesus, Joseph, bloody hell
And I've got scores of offers elsewhere
I know that in the morning I will lose you
You wear your terror on your sleeve
Not really, everything is fine because
Come back to bed my darling
Everywhere the spies are printing out our dreams
And tomorrow you can totally erase me from your mind
Come back to bed my darling
There is nothing in the world that we can count on
And maybe we'll wake up in a city far away
A pity but the pretty ones are usually more touristy
The more embarrassing the better
Come back to bed my darling
And you'll admit you're really gay
There's a wealth of opportunity you make your plan accordingly
Honestly your foot is out the door
Right now we're here in Boston
Right now I can be happy if I choose to
Right now we're here in Boston
We'll find out that your mom was right
New York will still be there in the morning
And keep both feet planted firmly in the air
Say how'd you like to run away from these machines?
Before we really understand or maybe it won't matter anyway
Don't worry who these jokes will all be lost on
Seven stops in seven different countries, seven page itineraries
Or maybe we'll make up, buy a house
And I am [Incomprehensible]
We're keeping scores so carefully
You can put the details in a letter
