I still can't walk through Williamsburg
Without
Looking for her there
Every woman with fallen eyes
And darkneess in her hair
I see someone that she might be
But I am still not sure
I stare at her arms, waist and hips
And remember what was pure
But when she finally turns around
I know that it's not her
For she is someplace far away
And not this caricature
Don't tell me I don't love you
Don't tell me you're alright
Don't tell me I don't love you
Don't tell me you're alright
On tired souls, my weary eyes
Keep looking but still can't see
Her beauty of her touch now
Or the way we used to be
You know
I still can't walk through Williamsburg
I have to leave this place
To go somewhere she'll never be
A ghost without a face
And practice my amnesia
And practice letting to
Cast her in forgotten lands
Where all is buried down below
Don't tell me I don't love you
Don't tell me you're alright
Don't tell me I don't love you
Don't tell me you're alright
Cause I know you're not
And you know I do
And you know it's always true
