I wish I had a pair of little magic glasses. That I could see the future just by lookin' through. Then I could know what road tomorrow's gonna take me down.
My memory is filling with smoke. Such a relief not to know. Except for the body and soul. There's nothing here I want to own. . But I gave my love and it rolls like a wave.
The priest is prayin' for your soul. And the doctor for your heart. Someone tell me how to live. Now that we must live apart. Once we had a mother. But that's all over now.
I am the keeper of a very old flame.. It's long been ignored, but it's not been completely in vain.. And all that I was, I gave that to you.. And if it's not enough, oh, there's nothing more I can do..
I don't want no aggravation. When my train has left the station. If you're there or not. I may not even know. Have a round and remember. Things we did that weren't so tender.