The pain you give is perfect, perfect to the way you gave
goodbye. And all your tears are reasonable to the mind
that I no longer need to change. You’ve contrived your reality, and you’re always true to your imagination.
Now there’s nothing left for us to talk about.
I’ve got a meeting in Manhattan, and I refuse to keep the
girl waiting. I’d surrendered that I’d forgotten the way
we used to be, but she wouldn’t take no for an answer,
when I told her that it wasn’t me.
She remembered the fire, and the leather was the same.
I tried to seem unconcerned, but it seems that I smiled,
when she called me by my name.
Some like girls in fancy dresses, I like girls who like
guitars.
She remembered the fire she recognized me by my heart.
And then she climbed to the top step in her high heels
effortless, she sat down and sang me breathless. She
recognized me by my heart.
I wish you no ill, and I could almost wish you joy. Still, I
wish you’d stop calling from places we both know I’ve
never been. Your tears are so strange, and they’ve lost
all their salt. I can’t wait another word, stop.
I’ve got a meeting in Manhattan, and I’d slay decades of
dragons just to reach her, and I’d forgotten how easy it
was just to pack up two guitars and go. And I’d
forgotten how good I looked in my Max’s Kansas City
clothes.
And, I … found my memory, Johnny said
you can’t put your arms around one. But when you do
and it hugs you tight, and it isn’t just a dream, then it’s
oh so, sweet …sweet, sweet,
and I found my Valentine, on a hot summer’s
night on east 17th Street, I could swear I heard Willy
DeVille
singing “Spanish Stroll” somewhere in the backstreets.
And we danced up the dawn on an asphalt floor, and
then, I asked her about the fire, and she said she
remembered the fire.
Me, I’m remembering more and more.
She remembered the fire, and the leather was the same.
I tried to seem unconcerned, but it seems that I smiled
when she called me by my name.
Some like girls in fancy dresses, I like girls who like
guitars.
She remembered the fire, she recognized me by my heart.
She remembered the fire, she recognized me by my heart.
The pain you give is perfect, perfect to the way you gave
goodbye. And all your tears are reasonable to the mind
that I no longer need to change. You’ve contrived your reality, and you’re always true to your imagination.
Now there’s nothing left for us to talk about.
I’ve got a meeting in Manhattan, and I refuse to keep the
girl waiting. I’d surrendered that I’d forgotten the way
we used to be, but she wouldn’t take no for an answer,
when I told her that it wasn’t me.
She remembered the fire, and the leather was the same.
I tried to seem unconcerned, but it seems that I smiled,
when she called me by my name.
Some like girls in fancy dresses, I like girls who like
guitars.
She remembered the fire she recognized me by my heart.
And then she climbed to the top step in her high heels
effortless, she sat down and sang me breathless. She
recognized me by my heart.
I wish you no ill, and I could almost wish you joy. Still, I
wish you’d stop calling from places we both know I’ve
never been. Your tears are so strange, and they’ve lost
all their salt. I can’t wait another word, stop.
I’ve got a meeting in Manhattan, and I’d slay decades of
dragons just to reach her, and I’d forgotten how easy it
was just to pack up two guitars and go. And I’d
forgotten how good I looked in my Max’s Kansas City
clothes.
And, I, found my memory, Johnny said
you can’t put your arms around one. But when you do
and it hugs you tight, and it isn’t just a dream, then it’s
oh so, sweet …sweet, sweet,
and I found my Valentine, on a hot summer’s
night on East 17th Street, I could swear I heard Willy
DeVille
singing “Spanish Stroll” somewhere in the backstreets.
And we danced up the dawn on an asphalt floor, and
then, I asked her about the fire, and she said she
remembered the fire.
Me, I’m remembering more and more.
She remembered the fire, and the leather was the same.
I tried to seem unconcerned, but it seems that I smiled
when she called me by my name.
Some like girls in fancy dresses, I like girls who like
guitars.
She remembered the fire, she recognized me by my heart.
She remembered the fire, she recognized me by my heart.