Invisible Lady Lyrics - David Arn

When there was just one girl in my country 'tis of thee 

Names were carved in the side of a Jersey tree 

She vanished from my planet, she planned it with a perfumed note 

I watched silently from cold, dark corners, I couldn't see what she wrote 

A little bit less it could have been a mystery 

A little bit more it could have been history 

That invisible lady still makes me half crazy, 

Memories of her slow smile refuse to yield 

Even when that part of my heart has been burnt, 

Has been burnt and sealed 

Careless in Paris, stumbling down the hill from Montmarte 

Evening's red dress swayed to songs I won't admit I know by heart 

Neon nights never braced me for the hidden trap door 

Inexpensive wine can make peace bells chime but never settle the score 

And I was left begging for a message to glitter down from her morning star 

I guess she was either whispering in a foreign language or words had to tumble much too far 

A little bit less it could have been a mystery 

A little bit more it could have been history 

Invisible ladymemory won't grow hazy, 

It's flying always backward across a roaring sea 

with the sound of its speeding engines unraveling 

when it reaches perfect you and me