When Debbie's back from Texas 
 This is the last place he'll be leaving
 He'll cross the courtyard 
 Smilingly open the gate
 When Debbie's back from Texas
 He'll be moving back to Greenwich
 It takes you no time 
 You just follow the bridge
 Indian summer evening 
 Let the shadows backslide
 When the pond is drained 
 You think you can walk on the ground they call it [bad word]  I brought all that I needed 
 I took all that was mine 
 I could think of a few more
 Things to believe in 
 But I don't know about love
 She'll answer you Like lovers do 
 She'll answer you Like lovers do
 You'll try to figure out 
 What life would be without her
 I'm standing by the window 
 Suddenly feeling so small 
 Cars go by and life
 I feel like I could try just a little more
 I'm a [bad word] believer 
 And no lover of starshine 
 I know where this is leading
 This is my last chance
 She'll answer you Like lovers do 
 She'll answer you Like lovers do
 Like lovers do