Moorestown

Her window looked out on North Church Street An attic space overgrown A photo-book of smiling friends Road maps, New York, Los Angeles Her walls are Mediterranean blue Her baby sister picked the hue Saltwater taffy, Jersey shore Blue like the fingernails she wore Her house is not far from the school Her mom taught on the Hudson Her dad's guitar sings open tunes Reverberates up through the floor Our love grew more one summer there We'd spend our days just driving round Old parking lots and neighborhoods Are framed and charmed in Moorestown I followed her across the Earth Through parks in London, coasts of Perth Newport, Kentucky and New Orleans We shared a million lives it seems I slept with her so many nights We moved together heavenly So close the North Pacific slept You too were once beside me She moved away to Williamsburg Her eyes sad as a raven My thoughts will pause, my throat will swell When her name is spoken And looking past the cold, long sea I cannot bear to wonder now If the cascading soft lights Are glowing for us in Moorestown Are glowing for us in Moorestown