Andrea Lyrics

I was thrown when a saxophone died on Thompson Street

Sexy radio voice said this day would be hard to beat

Then in a traffic jam my mind got stuck in self-review

You're planted inside of me,

Can't take down the tree that grows more thoughts of you

Andrea, what were we thinking of?

This may not come as news

You pushed me off my shoes

I misread the scale that showed the weight of your shove

Anticipation of your touch was sweet and slow as a drug

Lifting me from the dark crowded hole no one claims they dug

I can still count those back steps leading to your place

Who takes my space on your pillow case?

Whose memory sees you like a doll always with a smiling face?

Andrea, if you only knew

My love is a morning sun rising for you,

High above the silver names the street gangs drew

Won't open up one more day wrapped in SoHo sorrow

Don't want to delay turning shadows toward the light

It's such a struggle to see past tomorrow

When you're always there dancing in my line of sight

In the theater of my dreams I see a curtain rise

Your beauty steals the easy applause until the sad clown cries

In the spotlight your diamond dress appears sapphire blue

Illusion fitting you complete

As I rise from my expensive seat to cheer for more of you

Andrea, that's what I'm dreaming of

Nights when you treated to a backstage pass

Don't leave me stranded in line for love