Marcie

Marcie in a coat of flowers Stops inside a candy store Reds are sweet and greens are sour Still no letter at her door So she'll wash her flower curtains Hang them in the wind to dry Dust her tables with his shirt and wave another day goodbye Marcie's faucet needs a plumber Marcie's sorrow needs a man Red is autumn, green is summer Greens are turning and the sand All along the ocean beaches stares up empty at the sky Marcie buys a bag of peaches Stops a postman passing by And summer goes, falls to the sidewalk like string and brown paper Winter blows up from the river, there's no one to take her To the sea Marcie dresses warm, it's snowing Takes a yellow cab uptown Red is stop and green's for going Sees a show and rides back down Down along the Hudson River Past the shipyards in the cold Still no letter's been delivered Still the winter days unfold Like magazines fading in dusty grey attics and cellars Make a dream, dream back to summer and hear how he tells her "Wait for me" Marcie leaves and doesn't tell us Where or why she moved away "Red is angry, green is jealous", that was all she had to say Someone thought they saw her Sunday Window shopping in the rain Someone heard she bought a one-way ticket And went West again