Two weeks since you've gone And I feel like the tramp Picking dustbins in the alley. He looks up as I pa** Clutching rags from a city's restless night I could read all my sadness In faces I knew Down at Kelly's bar last Friday And I haven't been back since I mistook Somebody for a friend And if I walk these streets long enough Will you happen to me again? With whom are you sharing The sweet taste of summer? My memories pursue you Like puddles of rain The river inside me still flow To the sea of your hands And if I close my eyes for a while Will you happen to me again?