Rabbit Hole

Last night I heard the humming of the moon behind the trees
Felt the warmth of California, riding on the breeze
And I thought of you for the first time
In what felt like centuries

I don’t even have your number now, but even if I did?
And though I knew it by heart back when we were kids
If I had any feelings left for you I’d keep them hid
‘Cause I moved on and on and on

There’ll be no walk down memory lane
There’ll be no midnight call for old time’s sake
And I’m not slipping down that rabbit hole again

Were we singing in the streets somewhere in Spain?
Were we laughing in the hotel shower, running out of change
If that was really you and me, I don’t know
I couldn’t say, and don’t you think that’s strange?

And the last time at the airport, you had your dark sunglasses on
I flew home to my mother’s house and I wrote you a song
And then I picked myself up, caught a bus back to Boston
And I moved on and on and on

There’ll be no walk down memory lane
There’ll be no midnight call for old time’s sake
And I’m not slipping down that rabbit hole again

And if by chance you cross my mind, it’s only by mistake
It’s like that old jean jacket that you lost in the lake
We couldn’t see it at the bottom; we might assume that it’s still there
Either way I’m sure by now you’ve got yourself a new coat to wear

But, oh, how I loved you with an unprotected heart
And how you blew it wide open when you busted it apart
That was the best thing that you did - I can see that now
All I know is: I moved on, although I don’t remember how

There’ll be no walk down memory lane
There’ll be no midnight call for old time’s sake
And I’m not slipping down that rabbit hole again