Old Worlds Collide

The streetlamp

is casting

a cold

heavy glow

As the last

of the streetcars go by

And I stand here alone in the shadow of you Too hollow,

too weary to cry

(mmmmm) But oh, how the music

still carries your name

In the quiet

where we

used to dwell

Now I am just pleading to break from this chain And bid

you a final farewell (ahhhh)

The letters

have faded,

the ink has run dry

And the clock

on the mantelpiece sighs

I am learning the art of the longest goodbye

With rain in my tired old eyes

But oh, how the music still carries your name

In the quiet where we

used to dwell

Now

I am just pleading to break from this chain And bid you

a final farewell (ahhhh)

Farewell

My love,

farewell