Текст: Freedy Johnston. Across The Avenue.

Though you've gone away
I play your favorite song
Feel the blue and gold
With your dark glasses on

I always think I see you
Across the avenue
Walking by where I lost you
It's all I ever do

You just walked away
We'll need tonight, ok?
Going against the light
Run down in front of me

I always think I see you
Across the avenue
Someday I'll come to meet you
On the other side
Across the avenue

I always think I see you
Across the avenue
Someday I'll come to meet you
On the other side
Across the avenue

Though you've gone away
I wear your favorite shirt
Sitting in the sun
By the lottery lines

I always think I see you
Across the avenue
Someday I'll come to meet you
On the other side
Across the avenue