If there's no geography

In the things that we say

So words will keep us locked

In their old-fashioned way

Sure we are held together by

The experiences we've shared

But it's taken me

Waverly steps to get there


Close the front door

To open the window

Let the light be mined away

At least the light is mine always

But even the light will fade away


I woke up from this dream I had

In Washington Square

When the sun finds its place

On my skin

And your eyes, they look down from a silent film

We're both breathing smoke like we're breathing air

But it's taken me

Waverly steps to get there


Close the front door

To open the window

Let the light be mined away

At least the light is mine always

Even when the light won't fade away


Close the front door

To open the window

Let the light be mined away

At least the light is mine always

Even if the light will fade away