I took a train that led me to South Broadway
There I watched as rain drops played & the ground received a cleaning that day.
My face was washed & my skin turned gray,
For I was becoming part of S. Broadway.

Unlike the North, I was no longer up high
& my flesh began to groove
As the rain started to dry.
Everything I need
I have received,
here on S. Broadway.

.. And they all say that one day
I can even grown green
& become a tree
with yellow maple leaves.

First I need to out grow these knobby knees
So that I'll soon be free.
Then I will be the one
that shades you from the sun,
When alls too much on lovely
South Broadway.