And I remember her
On the streets of New York City
As I walked the night
Needing someplace warm to go.
As she passed, I said,
"Hey, there's snowflakes on your lashes"
And she laughed and said,
"That isn't snow..."
She said, "They're feathers from a pillow
God is shaking in the sky".
And she opened smiling lips
To catch a snowflake blowing by.
And we both began to laugh
And then I looked into her eyes,
And it was warm again .
But I never got to know her very well.
All we did was spend a little time.
You're waiting for a story --
But there's really none to tell.
She's just a passing shadow on my mind.
But I remember her
As we woke up warm together
In her sunlit room .
And she said, "I'll help you pack".
And she sewed my shirt,
And I said, "I'll stay forever!"
But she laughed
And put some cookies in my sack.
She said, "Leave a trail of cookie crumbs
As you walk through the snow.
Someday I'll follow after
And find you where you go".
And I left her in her doorway
But why I'll never know.
But I was younger then.
So, I never got to know her very well.
All we did was spend a little time.
You're waiting for a story --
But there's really none to tell.
She's just a passing shadow on my mind.