Every time I walk along this street, I think of you And given it's the city's major thoroughfare, I'm screwed Taking an alternative's a little hard to do It's the street I live on
Massachusetts Avenue
There's the crosswalk where a milk truck almost ran me down The day I finally saw you when you got back into town I don’t know if you saw me, 'cause I turned so quick around Hiding into traffic, clearly dying to be found
Do you remember crying in the park and shutting up? Do you remember running and me trying to catch up? Do you remember loving me more than I could be loved? I chased you for so long, and when I caught you, I gave up There's no other way to get to work After all these years, it just gets worse Memories so dull and well-rehearsed
Storrow Drive is pretty in the springtime Storrow Drive is pretty in the fall You don't have go home in a straight line You don't have to go back home at all
There's the cemetery where I broke your heart in two And there's the pair of stones that we had laughed was me and you I stared at them a long time, and I asked if it was true If I still really loved you And they answered
Yes, I do
(I do)
People come and go, but these four lanes will never move Little peach and exes' Jeeps eventually die, too Even if the russians came and named it something new It would always look like Massachusetts Avenue
Storrow Drive is pretty in the springtime Storrow Drive is pretty in the fall You don't have go home in a straight line You don't have to go back home at all
Storrow Drive is pretty in the springtime Storrow Drive is pretty in the fall You don't have go home in a straight line You don't need to be alone at allTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
