The people in the street had overtaken you
By the time you rounded Second Avenue


So I walked away
All perfumed


Felt just the same
But brand new


And anything you wrote I checked for codes and clues
The letters stopped unceremoniously in June
So I changed my eyes and ...

I'm just the same but brand new

And I do my best impression of weightlessness, now too

And I might be wrong, I might be wrong, I might be wrong
But honey I believed I could
Float away ...


I'm just the same but brand new
To you.