And I wonder why
I take the same way home every time
I still can't find my way
I turn north to south
And I'm walking east down 8th street
And I'm headed in the wrong direction
Now I'm three more minutes from where I wanna go to
I turn myself in circles
I've lived here for five years
And I know the name of the woman behind the counter
At the post office
At the flower market
At the bodega I end up at
At a quarter after three
When I'm crying off my makeup
And I can't find my train home
And I turn north to south
And I'm walking east down 8th street
And I'm headed in the wrong direction
Now I'm three more minutes from where I wanna go to
And I can't find my way home
And I turn north to south
And I'm walking east down 8th street
And I'm headed in the wrong direction
Now I'm three more minutes from where I wanna go to
And I can't find my way home