Letra de Reflections After Jane
Butterflies with gilded wings this morning Touched the red sun and the rainOn the bridge, the workers pass in threes and fours and fives To my sleeplessness Reflections after JaneHow I long to live inside a window By the sighing motorwayFeel the city searching for my loneliness In all the dust and glass Reflections after JaneAnd I see her all on a golden Sunday With her hair so dark in the rainWho is in the newspapers this month or week or year My silent friendI can starve my life into a deeper sleep Remembering Reflections after Jane