LYRICS

Harper Simon, 2010 | Division Street, 2013


Bonnie Brae

Closed my account with reality the day we met
When I saw you on the courthouse steps
I thought our golden moment was pre-arranged
I tried to call you but the number had changed

You came over with a jacket over your shoulder
Made you look like Patti Smith
I heard you say your Christian name was Bonnie Brae
I never thought to ask ya who you were with

And then you were gone
And then you were gone
Gone with the elevator
Gone with the morning paper
Gone like a D train
I’ll see ya around, I’ll see ya later
Into the arms of the summer
The arms of the summertime

I’ve got some reasons to care about where you are
I’ve got the numbers right here
I hear you call and I fall and like a falling star
I get disheartened when you disappear

The moment you’re gone
The moment you’re gone
Gone with the elevator
Gone with the morning paper gone
Gone like a D train
I’ll see ya around, I’ll see ya later gone
Into the arms of the summer
The arms of the summertime

But life’s a gas
And I’m sure that we can stay friends
It’s just another morning
And if I ever see you again
We’ll pretend this never happened

Closed my account with reality the day we met
When I saw you on the courthouse steps
I thought our golden moment was pre-arranged
I tried to call you but the number had changed
And then you were gone
And then you were gone