That I Miss You

Headed west now From the blighted plain It's kind of gorgeous in a georgic way Staring outside Watching every change I think it's just a type of way to explain How I miss you How I hope you're fine That I've been sad Tracing Liechtenstein with my eyes closed On the phone at night Always bummed out 'Cause the world's not right at this time At the drive-through With the headlights on And now I'm feeling like I'm Roquentin In a streetcar Near Corrine Marchand I'll go Michel Legrand and set it to song How I miss you How I hope you're fine That I've been sad Tracing Liechtenstein with my eyes closed On the phone at night Always bummed out Back in New York In the August sun Wandering Greenpoint While the L still runs And I run back To a different day In the meantime You can dance, you can hit replay