We sit and watch umbrellas fly. I'm trying to keep my newspaper dry. I hear myself say "My boat's leaving now". So we shake hands and cry. Now I must wave goodbye. Wave goodbye. You know. I don't want to cry again. Don't want to cry again. I don't want to say goodbye. Don't wanna cry again. I don't wanna run away. I don't want to race this pain. I'll never see your face again. Oh but how. How can you say. That I didn't try. You see things in the depths of my eyes. That my love's run dry. No. We leave to their goodbyes. I've come to depend on the look in their eyes. My blood's sweet for pain. The wind and the rain bring back words of a song. And they say "Wave goodbye". Wave goodbye. You know. I don't want to fall again. I don't wanna know this pain. I don't want another friend. I don't wanna try again. Don't want to see you hurt. Don't let me see you hurt. I don't wanna cry again. I'll never see your face again. How can you say that I didn't try?. You know I did. You see things in the depths of my eyes. That my love's run dry. (I don't wanna cry again). So I read to myself. A chance of a lifetime to see new horizons. On the front page. A black and white picture of. Manhattan skyline