Marcie

Marcie in a coat of flowers
Stops inside a candy store
Reds are sweet and greens are sour
Still no letter at her door
So she'll wash her flower curtains
Hang them in the wind to dry
Dust her tables with his shirt and wave another day goodbye

Marcie's faucet needs a plumber
Marcie's sorrow needs a man
Red is autumn, green is summer
Greens are turning and the sand
All along the ocean beaches stares up empty at the sky
Marcie buys a bag of peaches
Stops a postman passing by

And summer goes, falls to the sidewalk like string and brown paper
Winter blows up from the river, there's no one to take her
To the sea

Marcie dresses warm, it's snowing
Takes a yellow cab uptown
Red is stop and green's for going
Sees a show and rides back down
Down along the Hudson River
Past the shipyards in the cold
Still no letter's been delivered
Still the winter days unfold

Like magazines fading in dusty grey attics and cellars
Make a dream, dream back to summer and hear how he tells her
"Wait for me"

Marcie leaves and doesn't tell us
Where or why she moved away
"Red is angry, green is jealous", that was all she had to say
Someone thought they saw her Sunday
Window shopping in the rain
Someone heard she bought a one-way ticket
And went West again