“I need you” was all I said
But she did not hear a word
Something else was what she heard
Was it something I said?
What I meant was “I love you”
“I just can't” was her reply
Then the rain fell through her eyes
While she stared at her shoes
IF I COULD GET HER TO GIVE ME A CLUE
IF I COULD GET HER TO GIVE ME A CLUE
IF I COULD GET HER TO GIVE ME A CLUE
TO HER MYSTERY MIND
SHE MIGHT FEEL SHE COULD BE BETTER
SHE MIGHT FEEL LIKE SHE COULD JUST GO ON
AND STARE STRAIGHT AT ME WITH HER SERIOUS EYES
I said, “Please, I hate to pry”
“Well then don't” she told my eyes
Mumbling something about some child
Born to troublesome times
She has quite a handsome smile
But it fades and she can look
Like she's been riding on the back of a tiger
Through a tunnel of fire
I have heard that love is blind
But I see her all too well
How she keeps things to herself
Like she's the scene of some crime
Will I go down to my grave
Never having known her touch
Never managing so much
As to hold her in vain?
