It's the final act Director's curtain call And this all star cast Of beautiful Men and womyn alike Is only complimented By the wonderful sets And the scripts of gold...
Sets of city streets Summer heat, And they way things were
Growing up and growing old 1997, 4 years ago All 3 of summers months I still won't let go
hey... We've been down this road Hey...hey... 4 years ago--days, weeks, months
hey... Can you tell me why? Hey...hey... Tempeture can remind--you of your life
A lot of people don't like the city It's too fast for some 96 degree evenings Make it uncomfortable for most
But I remember the times On the back porch The outside world honking The city moved so slow
Was it the heat or the humidity Or was it something more? Could the world have stopped spining And I witnessed it all?