ON THE STREET WHERE YOU LIVE
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I HAVE OFTEN WALKED
DOWN THIS STREET BEFORE,
BUT THE PAVEMENT ALWAYS
STAYED BENEATH MY FEET BEFORE.
ALL AT ONCE AM I, SEVERAL STORIES HIGH,
KNOWING I’M ON
THE STREET WHERE YOU LIVE.
ARE THERE LILAC TREES
IN THE HEART OF TOWN?
CAN YOU HEAR A LARK IN ANY
OTHER PART OF TOWN?
DOES ENCHANTMENT POUR
OUT OF EVERY DOOR?
NO, IT’S JUST ON THE STREET
WHERE YOU LIVE.
AND OH, THE TOWERING FEELING,
JUST TO KNOW YOU ARE NEAR.
THE OVERPOWERING FEELING
THAT ANY SECOND
YOU MIGHT SUDDENLY APPEAR.
PEOPLE STOP AND STARE,
THEY DON’T BOTHER ME.
FOR THERE’S NOWHERE ELSE ON EARTH
THAT I WOULD RATHER BE.
LET THE TIME GO BY,
I DON’T CARE IF I
CAN BE HERE ON THE STREET
WHERE YOU LIVE.
