So it goes, history shows, deserts must expand.
Camels sail like wooden ships, like women down The Strand.
There's sand on Second Avenue, and the wind blows like a train.
Taxi's line-up like a strand of pearls, around the block again.
I remembered everything, every windowpane.
Every word came back to me, the way it used to be.
Then I saw your face across the street,
Through the tears of Hercules.
There's a bus that leaves at 8:15 and another one at 10:00.
Should I climb aboard...risk everything-and ride it to the end?
Watch the hill like roller coasters, up into the sky.
And wish that you were here by me so close that I could die.
You say love wrecks everything and none of us survive.
But I got over you last night and I am still alive.
'Til I saw your face across the street,
Through the tears of Hercules.
You say love wrecks everything and none of us survive.
But I got over you last night and I am still alive.
'Til I saw your face across the street,
Through the tears of Hercules.