Goodbye, Carolina Blues

Goodbye Carolina
 I felt cold and I felt weak
 Took a midnight bus from Asheville
 Passed like a ghost through Tennessee
 Brushed the northern edge of Blacksburg
 Like the hair off of your cheeks
 I wish I could fall asleep, half-dead in the window seat;
 Awake for weeks
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 Good morning Manhattan
 Stopped at Port Authority
 I'll take a train under the river
 Ride the A out to the G
 And I'll walk along your narrow streets
 With a dollar cup of coffee
 Letting it stain my teeth
 Two sugars, a drop of cream
 Bittersweet
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 God damn, I missed you Brooklyn
 Caught my breath here on your streets
 I left my winter coat in Charlotte
 And I'm cursing at the breeze
 I'm hiding out from early March
 Read the sign hung in our lobby
 Elevator broke last week
 I walk the stairs to 403
 I don't blame you for changing the locks
 I think I'd probably do the same if it were me
 Now I'm gathering up the courage to knock
 Not sure what I'm looking for
 I don't know what I want
 Do I want anything?
 I don't want anything
 Well some college student answers
 And my heart crash-lands on the floor
 He says he sublet this place last month
 He never heard of me before
 Well he sees me there collapsing
 And he opens up the door
 It's all new furniture; I barely recognize it anymore
 He says, "I'm sorry, man. I wish that I knew more
 I'm not sure exactly what you're looking for
 But no Dianne, no, she don't live here anymore"
 Anymore, anymore, anymore
 Dianne don't live here anymore