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