The world keeps getting smaller 'til it closes 'round my room
And everything I feel now is hard and fast and true
My window is a spotlight on the madness down below
It takes a silent figure to make this place a home
Now the candles burn all night without you
And the moon hangs out of sight
So blue on Seventh Avenue
I gave you what you wanted and it took so many years
Now I’m just a part of the traffic and the tears
I am not a lighthouse, not the answer or the truth
The love that I held on to is safe inside this room
Now the candles burn all night without you
And the moon hangs out of sight
So blue on Seventh Avenue
Now the candles burn all night without you
And the moon hangs out of sight
So blue on Seventh Avenue
(All of the stories from all of our lives
Are not lost from memory on these streets tonight)