Down Long Lane I cycled to our place Dropped the bike at the square, walked to Haven I still hear the song of the ice-cream man In the evenings when the sky was clearing Pulled the blinds up, poured myself a drink The red light was carving the carpet And you're quietly napping on the bed Half-eaten lunch, muted tele There I'll sit on my armchair and start reading And this thought is sneaking in like a shadow Will this last? Is it us? Are you willing? I was close, nearly there, to believe it How pointless the fights and the screaming Tidy up, make the bed, never be late Now the girl's gone and we are just photos The flat is cold and the roof started leaking Did we change in Havana or later? We grew up in that strange land together There I watched you become a sunset See how time flies and we stay shattered How's the view from your tower now baby? Did we change in Havana or later? Did we change in Havana at all?