The Girls In Their Summer Dresses

It's so quiet on this wind swept day

The city's lights are golden rays

Of sunlight on a subway's tracks

Are you mad again?

If you like

I'll take it back

They're just your feelings

I wasn't looking at her hands

Oh, do you mean it?

It's so lonesome

In "this happens" stance

If you asked me?

Yes, I'd like to dance

Just show me a glove-covered hand

A perfumed dress is more than I can stand...

And you approach me with your hollow hearted hand

And you tell me:

"It's uncivilized

It's unfair to me

The blues, the grays, the olive greens"

I'll take you far away from me

The girls in their summer dresses see

Though you don't notice

They all look back at me

Is this on purpose?

Oh no, no, no...

Oh no, no, no...

Oh no, no, no...

May offer to you...

This, my olive branch?

It's not as though they're always so keen

And we're both just the victims of circumstance

Do you understand,

Do you know what I mean?

Oh no, no, no...

Oh no, no, no...

Oh no, no, no...

Oh no, no, no...

I'm a husband first

I'm a childless curse

I'm a faithful man

With a face that's blessed

I'll stay with you

Oh please don't sigh

I try to explain

But you would cry, and cry, and cry

And you hate me

When I asked the reason why

You'll trade me a dollar for some sense?

But don't blame me

I was only making sense

Oh I'm so sorry

I was only making sense