Lord, is it Monday again? Boy, are you leaving again?
And are we fighting or can we be friends?
You say, 'It's so hard to love you from afar
And I would hold you but I don't know where you are
You can call me later today
If you decide to join the human race, okay'

Oh boy, we are so good, so bad in so many ways
And when I think about the way that life should be
I think of Sesame Street, kids of every color holding hands
And laughing down the street, New York in the 70s

And if there's one thing that I could learn from TV
I wish that I could learn to be carefree
We could all use just a little more laughing
And you say, 'It's so hard to believe in you and me'

When you don't believe in anything
But that's not true, I believe in dancing feet
And baseball in the street and swimming in fountains
To escape the summer heat, New York in the 70s

Oh boy, we are so good, so bad in so many ways
And you said, 'So hard to love you from afar'
And I would grab you and kiss you but I can't see where you are
And you never tip your cards to me, no, not as far as I can see