The track, as opposed to the album. Gotta love that buzz!
I’ve often wondered, does she have a heart?
Is she beautiful, is she smart?
Maybe there was something that I didn’t know
It was long ago
Sometimes I get thinking, is she a threat?
Just another gamble or a sure bet?
Maybe sometime later I will get the joke
The one that gets away will not come back
And even if you look for her, she’s dead
The thing you need the most will be the thing that you can never ever have
I remember thinking that she was a ghost
One translucent image that was dangerously close
But now I’m getting closer to the things I feel
I know it’s real
I think she’s a professional, she’s done it all before
Driven some guy crazy and then locked her door
But maybe she’ll forget about the hearts she broke
Maybe she’ll forget about the songs I wrote
They all come here eventually
Every year of every century
And they multiply exponentially
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