Verona Revisited

I was thinking about a summer moon
I was remembering the bomb in Times Square
I was recalling that when I was with you
I didn’t really care

I was ransoming your promise
I was planning out our life
I never stopped to ask myself
If you wanted to be my wife

Bought time
With a rhyme
Never even tasted
Your lips upon mine
Swore I was fine
Drinking the world
But a guy can get tangled
When he falls in love with a girl

Those days are long ago
And the city doesn’t feel the same
As when I was brand-new with you
Like I never had a name

The bench between the avenues
The movie theater underground
The way you made me go in search
Of some divine, secret sound

Chorus

Would I sound ridiculous?
To admit I pictured you with gray hair
Was I mistaken when I concluded
You never gave a damn

Hey, we were young
And things get messy
Deep down I knew you were
Too busy to miss me

Chorus

Well, what could be more romantic?
Two city kids in love?
In the first summer of a new decade
Through the eyes of a wounded dove

In the flashing lights
Behind the homeless man in the park
The Holy Spirit doesn’t help him
And I nurse a broken heart