April   Back in New York   The 31st floor   Seems somehow everything's changed   The kitchen's too small   The plate's on the wall   The sound    The machinery   May   Where have you been?   Who were you running with?   Wasn't he someone you used to call home?   Where is the ring?   Where is the boy who went traveling alone?      She   Is much better without me   She walks through the gates of the country   Her hands at her side   And I smile as I watch her walk by   Somehow I see there are ships in her eyes   She is better off now      June   The curtain is shut   The patterns are cut   The maid who will wake you at dawn   Pulls out a chair   Pulls down your hair   It's just like you wanted   July   What's going on?   What are you running from?   Why are you sleeping alone on the floor?   Some people change   Others hang on till they can't anymore      She   Is much better without me   She walks through the gates of the country   Her hands at her side   And I smile as I watch her walk by   Somehow I see there are ships in her eyes   She is better off now      She   Is much better without me!   She walks through the gates of the country   Her hands in the air   And I smile as I watch her walk by   Yeah, somehow I see there are ships in her eyes   Yeah, she    Is much better now