upon the rails among the weeds i had a moment of serenity i saw you stand in all the green upon the rusting rail balancing you were the only answer my plans spun all around you five years in the wrong i am assured my name to you is just another word and in your bed in morristown you had magazines thrown around from under them the phone it rang and in the margin there you wrote the number down you were the only answer my plans spun all around you five years in the wrong i am assured my name to you is just another word another word another word the only answer another word the only answer the only answer the only answer