Every time i walk along this street
I think of you
And given it’s the city’s
Major thoroughfare
I’m screwed
Taking an alternative’s
A little hard to do
It’s the street i live on
Massachusetts avenue
There’s the crosswalk
Where a milk truck
Almost ran me down
The day i finally saw you
When you got back into town
I don’t know if you saw me
Cos i turned so quick around
Hiding into traffic
Clearly dying to be found
Do you remember crying
In the park
And shutting up?
Do you remember running
And me trying to catch up?
Do you remember loving me
More than i could be loved?
I chased you for so long
And when i caught you
I gave up
There’s no other way
To get to work
After all these years
It just gets worse
Memories so dull
And well-rehearsed
Storrow drive is pretty
In the springtime
Storrow drive is pretty
In the fall
You don’t have go home
In a straight line
You don’t have to go
Back home at all
There’s the cemetery where
I broke your heart in two
And there’s the pair of stones
That we had laughed
Was me and you
I stared at them a long time
And i asked if it was true
If i still really loved you
And they answered
Yes you do
(i do)
People come and go but these four
Lanes will never move
Little peach and ex’s jeeps
Eventually die too
Even if the russians came
And named it something new
It would always look like
Massachusetts avenue
Storrow drive is pretty
In the springtime
Storrow drive is pretty
In the fall
You don’t have go home
In a straight line
You don’t have to go
Back home at all
Storrow drive is pretty
In the springtime
Storrow drive is pretty
In the fall
You don’t have go home
In a straight line
You don’t need to be
Alone at all

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