";So, um, so we've been doing this, uh, this tour, what I guess this is our
fifth show we've done, Tim and I, and, uh... (applause) And, uh, so this little
song has been growing out, uh, while we've been playing, sort of a little
story. And the little story I was in New York City and, uh, I was walking down
the street. Trying to find the place I was going (I can't remember where I was
going now). 'Cause I met this girl and I asked her directions, you know. And
she was, she was tiny, you know. She, she wasn't young, she was just tiny. And,
uh, so I asked her directions and she said, 'Oh that's the way down there, walk
over there, go down there, you walk over there, and you go down there and then
you're there.' Something like that, anyway. So, uh, but I walked about ten
paces away and I was thinking... Daaamn, that girl was fine. And, oh, I turned
around to tell her so, and ask her maybe her name, or maybe if we should go and
get a cup of, who knows, coffee or something. And I'm sure if I turned around
and find
her there I would have found out something...

But she talked so good
But when I turned around, she was gone
Oh, she was gone
I didn't even get her name, oh
I thought, goddamn
With your face in my mind
And your voice in my ears
To echoes
Oh, I bought a lovely flower
Standing there, we met that day
And hope that you would return
But, no, no, no

I can't remember where I was going
But I can't remember where I was leading to
Or what led me to you, but
Oh, and the weight is all through my head
The look of you, the sound
The way you cackled at me
From then and then, I didn't know where I was going
But always I cry

And so, hey, oh
The hands that pour my hands on you again
Hey, I will beg you, I'll beg, oh
See me, please find me again
Oh, I'm lost again
I sit here drinking coffee
Or water depending the time of day
But, oh, you're with me like a ghost of a mother
Oh, you're with me like the pain of a father
Oh, I wish I, I wish I could call you something
Other than the girl that I saw then

But, hey, I think that I would recognize you in a second
But, hey, I only saw you for a minute, maybe less
I don't hold my hand where

To be continued...