Boston

all the cities in the world
 and so very little time and
 so many different girls...
 all you have to do is find them
 there's a wealth of opportunity you plan your trips accordingly
 a pity but the pretty ones are usually more touristy
 say how'd you like to run away from these machines?
 everywhere the spies are printing out your dreams
 seven stops in seven different countries
 seven page itineraries memories thick as bloody marys jesus jospeh bloody hell
 right now were here in boston
 in love with downtown crossing
 new york will still be there in the morning
 come back to bed my darling
 four years thrown away on vows we never kept
 forty-five minutes every day religiously devoted to regret
 time we could have spent on medication thrown away on education
 and we planned to take a trip to scotland but we never made it
 how'd you like to run away from these machines?
 i had julians and steves
 you had julias and jeanettes
 you wear your terror on your sleeve for all the men i haven't met (yet)
 i had oliver in potsdam you had elanor in amsterdam
 we're keeping score so carefully we've lost the state we're in completely
 honestly your foot is out the door and i've got scores of offers elsewhere and keep both
 feet planted firmly in the air
 and tomorrow you can totally erase me from your mind but trust me everything is fine
 because
 right now we're here in boston
 in my apartment in the south end
 forget your year in london
 come back to bed my darling
 you can put the details in a letter
 the more embarrassing the better
 right now i can be happy if i choose to
 i know that in the morning i will lose you...
 and maybe you'll go mad
 and maybe ill go gray
 and pack up to berlin
 or maybe it wont matter anyway
 we'll find out that your mom was right and you'll admit you're really gay
 and maybe i'll wake up
 in a city far away
 or maybe we'll make up
 and buy a house and have a dozen kids who'll run away, it doesn't matter anyway
 right now we're here in boston
 in eden where you almost pulled your pants down
 don't worry who these jokes will all be lost on
 come back to bed my darling
 there is nothing in the world that we can count on
 even that we will wake up is an assumption
 but i know for a fact that i loved someone
 and for about a year he lived in Boston...
 in Boston...