I sold my pi a no.

It could n’t come with me.

I locked up my bed room

and I walked out in to the air.

When noth ing I need ed

was left there be hind me,

I walked out through the shad ows

of Wash ing ton Square.

I wan dered the high ways

from Dub blan lin to Berke (Bm7)ley,

and I heard the song birds way

of Bal ley Por een.

But I loved like a foun tain

and it left me with noth ing,

just mem ’ries of walk cit ing

through Wash ing ton Square.

Now I live in the shad ows

where light blan is e lec (Bm7)tric

and time is a num ber way

that rests on a wall.

And I no bod y knows me,

my friends and my fam i ly

are as far from this cit y

as Wash ing ton Square.

Now I live in the shad

So cov er this warm I’m trav el ing home ward

to Wash ing ton Square,

Wash ing ton Square,

Wash ing ton Square.