From the recording Big Window

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Written by Andrew Matheson
Piano-Lizbeth Scott
Hammer Dulcimer and Percussion-
MB Gordy
Bass-Pat Carey
Synth, Guitars, Drum Programing and all vocals-Curt Wilson

Lyrics

Girl now I called you,
I don’t like the way we look lately
You said you’d call me have you burned that page in your address book
Babe, I had my doubts,
the words stuck in your throat
So for my sake, I walked out,
I’ve got the antidote for heartache
Come on downtown Petulla said
Come let the neon go to your head
like cheap champagne
Then a tear fell in times square
A tear fell in times square again
So it’s come to this, scuffling around in a cold town
With your freezing kiss, a sting on my lips as I look down
And I broke down I called you, I was curt and cold on your phone machine
Guess I called to say things that I don’t mean
Come on downtown Petulla said
Come let the neon go to your head no that’s not rain
Then a tear fell in times square
A tear fell in times square again
A tear fell in times square
Splashed in the gutter and froze there
Thousands of trod but they don’t care
A tear fell in times square