The people in the street had overtaken you
By the time you rounded Second Avenue
So I walked away all perfumed
Felt just the same but brand new
And anything you wrote I checked for codes and clues
The letters stopped unceremoniously in June
So I changed my eyes and [Incomprehensible]
I'm just the same but brand new
And I do my best impression of weightlessness, now too
And I might be wrong, I might be wrong, I might be wrong
But honey I believed I could
Float away daringly
I'm just the same but brand new to you