I was on my way
When the great quake of '89 began to shake
We were going to meet
Under the lights, under the tree
On Alameda Street

And so they say
Let them go
And if they come back again

Three days away
And I see you across that crowded space
I looked around and around
Thinking you were in
Outer space

So I'll ride and I'll ride
Without you by my side

Eight years since
I wonder where she's been
Life has its tricks and funny games
But sometimes we learn along the way