Sam looks over his book And meets her eyes He blushes, she smiles Window panes paint his boyish grin Her heart skips and she hides it Three weeks later They're running the street She wears dresses Outside it's forty degrees He asks her why She just smiles He walks the dog She turns out the lights Brick walls Red wine They take melatonin And climb in bed Three weeks later She walks out of her shop Turns the key Dumps the mop And he wasn't there to walk her home She walks the dog He turns out his lights Brick walls Red wine She takes melatonin And he climbs alone in his bed At least that's what she expected He hops of the train in Brooklyn New York And cuts to a corner store He buys the paper And walks to the shore She's sitting in a white dress She walked towards the rivers edge He watches her end it White flash Black sky