It should have been Anji Here with me tonight to listen to Dino & drink to our Heart's Delight It could have been Anji If everything was right But it seems that the Gods have their own interests in sight But it could have been Anji and I know this is right whatever may happen I'll remember the night When Anji told me everything would be alright...
I'm hoping that God sends me the keys to a luxury condo in the meat packing district so I can ride the iron horse like the days of old and climb the stairs to the 79th floor and pick up where we left off but I know you can't go home again even though technically it wasn't my place but none of that matters any more in the new and crazy world where I now reside as long as I have my perch on the 25th floor near the Center of the Universe and my five years of exile exist only as a pleasant memory of dinners at Anji's and music in the park on Independence Day plus a few other things but not when I went to see the doctor and the birds and the bees or the two Harleys that the two jerks crashed in the night so I finally was able to get some sleep none of that but the dinners at Anji's for sure.