

(where you at, where
you at...)
Josie, where are you,
what you doing girl?
Lost in the motion of a spinning world I call your number,
but the line is dead Just empty spaces in my head
(where you going, yeah)
If you only knew the game we used to play (used to
play) How the whisper of your laughter drifts away
Now the street is dry,
the air is cold and clear
I'm holding onto the magic from that golden year
(where
are you, yeah)
I wander past the spots where we used to meet
Just looking for your shadow down on Seventh Street
They say that time can wash the memories clean
But you're the brightest dream I've ever seen
Josie,
where are you... (where you doing,
girl?)