I threw my bad fortune off the top of a tall building
but I’d rather have done it with you
Your boy’s smile at five in the morning, I looked into your eyes
and I was really in love
In Chinatown, hungover, you showed me
just what I could do
Talking about time travel and its meaning
and just what it was worth
and I feel like some bird of paradise
my bad fortune slipping away
and I feel the innocence of a child –
everybody’s got something good to say
Things I once thought unbelievable in my life
have all taken place
When we walked through Little Italy I saw my reflection
come right off your face
I paint pictures to remember, you’re too beautiful
to put into words
Like a gypsy you dance in circles all around me
and all over the world
and I feel like some bird of paradise
my bad fortune slipping away
and I feel the innocence of a child –
everybody’s got something good to say
So I take my good fortune
and I fantasize of our leaving
like some modern-day
gypsy landslide
like some modern-day
Bonnie and Clyde
on the run again