Amy's got a baby in her stomach
She took my hand and I felt it kick, she's crying and glowing
She's three months and showing
Seeing her now makes me want to live
Seeing her now makes me want to live

But her man's got an angry mouth
He once told me to rot in hell
He's poisonous, reasonless, demons and Jesus
If he died it'd be just as well
If he died it'd be just as well

So, I'm having it out with the rain
It argues so long and so loud
It keeps tapping and talking we're walking forever
On 1st Avenue headed south
On 1st Avenue headed south

And all the traffic lights blur
Into a bright bouquet
My heart is in mothballs, it's been packed away
But I can't get to it, no way
Till the birds return for spring cleaning

All the traffic lights blur
Into a bright bouquet
I wish I could turn just walk away
But I can't do it, no way
Till the birds return for spring cleaning