Blue hydrangea, cold cash divine 
Cashmere, cologne and white sunshine 
Red racing cars, sunset and vine 
The kids were young and pretty 
Where have you been? Where did you go? 
Those summer nights seem long ago 
And so is the girl you use to call 
The queen of New York City 

But if you send for me, you know I'll come 
And if you call for me, you know I'll run 
I'll run to you, I'll run to you 
I'll run, run, run 
I'll come to you, I'll come to you 
I'll come, come, come 

The power of youth is on my mind 
Sunsets, small town, I'm out of time 
Will you still love me when I shine 
From words but not from beauty 
My father's love was always strong 
My mother's glamour lives on and on 
Yet still inside, I felt alone 
For reasons unknown to me 

But if you send for me, you know I'll come 
And if you call for me, you know I'll run 
I'll run to you, I'll run to you 
I'll run, run, run 
I'll come to you, I'll come to you 
I'll come, come, come 

And if you call I'll run, run, run 
If you change your mind, I'll come, come, come 

Blue hydrangea, cold cash divine 
Cashmere, cologne and hot sunshine 
Red racing cars, sunset and vine 
And we were young and pretty