Fly by night, across dark water
Over the clouds, through space and time
Come and look for me
By the arch and the wading pool
By the old men at the tables in the winter time
That's where I'll be
And I'm always here
In Washington Square Park

It's like two trains running in two tunnels
Suddenly all is light
And your train comes into view
Face so close, see your breath on the glass
I'll follow your eyes
As you veer away into the dark
And I'll still be here
In Washington Square Park

No, no, do not grieve for a story never told
You see, that I'm still the child
It's you who's growing old
You're growing old

And I'm always here
In Washington Square Park