The Girls In Their Summer Dresses

It's so quiet on this wind swept dayThe city's lights And the golden rays Of sunlight on a subway'a tracksAre you mad again??If you likeI'll take it backThey're just your feelingsI wasn't looking at her handsOh, do you mean it??It's so lonesomeIn "this happens" stanceIf you asked me? Yes, I'd like to danceJust show me a glove-covered handA perfumed dress is more than I can stand..And you approach me with your hollow hearted handAnd you tell me:"It's uncivilizedIt's unfair to meThe blues, the grays, the olive greens"I'll take you far away from meThe girls in their summer dresses seeThough you don't noticeThey all look back at meIs this on purpose??Oh no, no, no.. Oh no, no, no..Oh no, no, no..May offer to you.. This, my olive branch??It's not as though they're always so keenAnd we're both just the victims of circumstanceDo you understand,Do you know what I mean??Oh no, no, no..Oh no, no, no.. Oh no, no, no..Oh no, no, no..I'm a husband firstI'm a childless curseI'm a faithful manWith a face that's blessedI'll stay with youOh please don't sighI try to explain But you would cry, and cry, and cryAnd you hate meWhen I asked the reason whyYou'll trade me a dollar for some sense?But don't blame meI was only making senseOh I'm so sorryI was only making sense