Richard Shindell

Richard Shindell - The Last Fare Of The Day lyrics

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I saw them standing in the rain 
Out on 7th Avenue 
He held her tight, like she might fall 
If he let go 

He helped her in, he shut the door 
Our eyes met in the mirror 
“To Englewood, just take it slow” 
Was all he said 

Into the stream, we pulled away 
I know it well, this old ballet 
Finding the flow, minding the sway 
Catching green lights all the way 

Up Amsterdam, the meter dark, 
I turned off the radio 
She said, “Thanks, 
I could not bear another word.” 

Out the bridge, the traffic slowed 
In the brakelights and the wash 
Of all those truckers heading south 
On 95 

Into the stream, we pulled away 
I know it well, this old ballet 
Finding the flow, minding the sway 
Catching green lights all the way 
I brought them home, I brought them home 
I brought them home in that cruel, cruel rain 

And now it’s spring, and where’s the rain? 
All the wells are running dry 
And the reservoir has reached 
An all-time low 

And if this red light ever turns 
If I can make it through the park 
I’ll head uptown 
For the last fare of the day 

And turn it does, I pull away 
I know it well, this old ballet 
Finding the flow, minding the sway 
Catching green lights all the way 

And there they are, outside St. Luke’s   
With their flowers and balloons 
All amazement at the baby 
In her arms 

As Amsterdam makes us a place 
I ask about her name 
We all laugh when he says “Hope” 
And she says “Grace” 

And then it starts, the heavens give 
I know it well, this old ballet 
Finding the flow, minding the sway 
Catching green lights all the way 
I brought them home, I brought them home 
I brought them home in that sweet, sweet rain 
I brought them home in the sweet, sweet rain
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