Ballad, great harmonies and unison vocals, great imagery and use of color
Sung by David Fertitta and Steven McClintock
writer: Tim Moore
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I can still see you standing, there on the third floor landing.The day you visited, we hardly said a word. Outside it was raining and you said you couldnt be staying. So you went back to your flowers and your birds.
Since we can no longer see the light. The way we did when we kissed that night. And all the things that we felt must eventually melt and fade. Like the frost on my window pane. Where I wrote I am you....on Second Avenue
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