My visions in the night are real, the city's street car sighs.
The loves I knew go dancing through the crowds and the downtown lies.
As I step from the sidewalk slow in the cold I've grown to know,
with you on my weary mind, my heart on the road.
I know I've felt this all before and I've tried to forget,
My mystery unraveling and my suns I've seen so set.
I beg you to come back to life, O Mary of the street.
Sing to me your most favourite words that I have yet to meet.
Tell me do our dreams come true, do I still need this earth?
For now I'll stop and hope you feel my spiritual rebirth.
Oh Mary with your time so dear, your lovers at your door,
Our love will need to be buried deep in the blanket we once wore.
Oh dream with me my darling one; we can meet that day,
Where we can walk and talk and laugh and all will be okay.
I'm so lost within our rhyme, so lost within your eyes.
I'll wait for the perfect time, to free you from your sky.