Lyrics:

Is True Love A Trip To Chinatown

or Being Held In One's Opium Gaze

under The Peach Trees

there I'll Sit And Wait



is True Love A Long Walk Through Bryant Park

or Being Held In The Month Of May

under The Peach Trees

there I Will Be, Will Be Until You Come And Get Me



cause I'm So Tired Of Waiting In Restaurants

reading The Critics And Comics Alone

with A Waiter With A Face Made For Currency

like A Coin In Ancient Rome



and I Really Do Wish You Were Here Next To Me

cause I'm Going To See James Dean

there I Will Be

under The Peach Trees With Him