Never again down this cobblestone lane We'll walk in the rain, just having a day Never, when newspaper pages blow by We'll watch as they fly, and sing what they say I guess there'd be other fish in the sea But I don't want fishes, and you don't want me Never again will we walk in the snow With nowhere to go, for ten centuries Lately I'm thinking of packing it in And going to Berlin, or Los Angeles I wish I had someplace better to go But lately I can't take New York in the snow And I'm sorry I wasted your summer I shouldn't have stood in your light Instead of me gawking, I should have kept walking And everything would be all right Never again will I look in your eyes And see your surprise at not being dead Forever, then, I won't know what to do With these houses for you I've built in my head I wish I had something better to do But even my own clothes remind me of you