and it hardly looked like a novel at all
i hardly look like a hero at all
and i'm sorry you didn't publish this
and you were white as snow; i was white as a sheet when you came down in this black dress
in your mom's black maternity dress
and so
though it hardly looked like a novel at all
and the city treats me it treats me to you
and a cup of coffee for you
i should learn its language and speak it to you and 70 million should be in the know
and 70 million don't go out at all
and 70 million wouldn't walk this street
and 70 million would run to a hole
and 70 million would be wrong wrong wrong
and 70 million never see it at all
and 70 million haven't tasted snow and we dance dance dance like the children dance
imply thought are we taking the chance?
with the light still on and will we ever reach the tower and after you came down in this black dress
i don't know what took so very long
and this
and this isn't a war we don't have to ration
now wave white flag and you kept it at home
and words i wrote from a foreign land
you're holding my no longer foreign hand and 70 million should be in the know
and 70 million don't go out at all
and 70 million wouldn't walk this street
and 70 million would run to a hole
and 70 million would be wrong wrong wrong
and 70 million never see it at all
and 70 million haven't tasted snow