April Back in New York The 31st floor It seems somehow everything'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 travelling alone?
She is 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 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 is much better without me She walks through the gates of the country Hands at her side And I smile as I watch her walk by Somehow I see there are ships in her eyes She is better off now.
She is much better without me She walks through the gates of the country 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 much better now.