I have often walked upon this street before,
But the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before
Take a letter Miss Jones, Tell her she's not alone,
Tell her my feelings may be out of time
But I'm not blind And for all the coffee bars in New York,
With all my heart I wanna sit and talk with you
Want us to be in that place, With the wind in our faces
One night together we held back time
Darling I'm not blind
My feelings may be out of time, but I'm not blind
Maybe its love but who knows
Maybe it's hurting too much to show
I'm not blind, I may be hurting but I feel fine,
Darling I'm not blind