Things that happen

Just once

If she'd look she would have seen it

He was standing, all night

Across the street, very still

And they go out so easily the street lamps,

The cars come and go

Crazy so Crazy

But I see you, too clearly

I don't trust myself anymore

If it's all true

Just say it

I may already know

That sound when It's over

The sidewalks will carry you home

And the evening is whistling. . .