Bergen Street

Goodbye old street with the tiny trees And the bodegas On both sides of us I'll be seeing you again Some time Goodbye to the soot In the window ruts And the air that smells Of the tire dust I'll be seeing you again Some time When I come back Will the streets recognize my feet Will the wind recognize The air that I breath When the snow falls Will it remember me On Bergen Street Goodbye old friend I'll see you again Maybe not too soon I'll miss the cherries bloom I'll be seeing you again Some time Yeah I'll come back round Check out whats torn down Sign the wet concrete Where that guy sells records By the BQE I'll be seeing you again Some time When I come back Will the streets recognize my feet Will the wind recognize The air that I breath When the snow falls Will it remember me When I come back Will the streets recognize my feet Will the wind recognize The air that I breath When the snow falls Will it remember me And when I come back Will the streets recognize my feet Will the wind recognize The air that I breath When the snow falls Will it remember me On Bergen Street