Suzanne Vega - Ludlow Street - Текст песни

Love is the only thing that matters.

Love is the only thing that's real.

I know we hear this every day.

It's still the hardest thing to feel.


This time

When I go back to Ludlow Street,

I find each stoop and doorway's incomplete,

Without you there.


Another generation's parties.

And it is still the same old scene.

I can recall each morning after.

Painted in nicotene.


This time

When I go back to Ludlow Street,

I find each stoop and doorway's incomplete

Without you there.


All of the people I once knew.

All of the ones I was close to.


Love is the only thing that matters.

Love the only thing that's real,

And when I think about you now

Love is the only thing I feel.


This time

When I go back to Ludlow Street,

I find each stoop and doorway's incomplete

Without you there.


Tim, this time

When I go back to Ludlow Street

I find each stoop and doorway's incomplete

Without you there.