Lirik Lagu The Last Fare Of The Day - Richard Shindell
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I saw them standing in the rainOut on 7th AvenueHe held her tight, like she might fallIf he let go
He helped her in, he shut the doorOur eyes met in the mirror“To Englewood, just take it slow”Was all he said
Into the stream, we pulled awayI know it well, this old balletFinding the flow, minding the swayCatching green lights all the way
Up Amsterdam, the meter dark,I turned off the radioShe said, “Thanks,I could not bear another word.”
Out the bridge, the traffic slowedIn the brakelights and the washOf all those truckers heading southOn 95
Into the stream, we pulled awayI know it well, this old balletFinding the flow, minding the swayCatching green lights all the wayI brought them home, I brought them homeI brought them home in that cruel, cruel rain
And now it’s spring, and where’s the rain?All the wells are running dryAnd the reservoir has reachedAn all-time low
And if this red light ever turnsIf I can make it through the parkI’ll head uptownFor the last fare of the day
And turn it does, I pull awayI know it well, this old balletFinding the flow, minding the swayCatching green lights all the way
And there they are, outside St. Luke’sWith their flowers and balloonsAll amazement at the babyIn her arms
As Amsterdam makes us a placeI ask about her nameWe all laugh when he says “Hope”And she says “Grace”
And then it starts, the heavens giveI know it well, this old balletFinding the flow, minding the swayCatching green lights all the wayI brought them home, I brought them homeI brought them home in that sweet, sweet rainI brought them home in the sweet, sweet rain
He helped her in, he shut the doorOur eyes met in the mirror“To Englewood, just take it slow”Was all he said
Into the stream, we pulled awayI know it well, this old balletFinding the flow, minding the swayCatching green lights all the way
Up Amsterdam, the meter dark,I turned off the radioShe said, “Thanks,I could not bear another word.”
Out the bridge, the traffic slowedIn the brakelights and the washOf all those truckers heading southOn 95
Into the stream, we pulled awayI know it well, this old balletFinding the flow, minding the swayCatching green lights all the wayI brought them home, I brought them homeI brought them home in that cruel, cruel rain
And now it’s spring, and where’s the rain?All the wells are running dryAnd the reservoir has reachedAn all-time low
And if this red light ever turnsIf I can make it through the parkI’ll head uptownFor the last fare of the day
And turn it does, I pull awayI know it well, this old balletFinding the flow, minding the swayCatching green lights all the way
And there they are, outside St. Luke’sWith their flowers and balloonsAll amazement at the babyIn her arms
As Amsterdam makes us a placeI ask about her nameWe all laugh when he says “Hope”And she says “Grace”
And then it starts, the heavens giveI know it well, this old balletFinding the flow, minding the swayCatching green lights all the wayI brought them home, I brought them homeI brought them home in that sweet, sweet rainI brought them home in the sweet, sweet rain
