Silver Daggers Paroles

In the twilight, she was my life,

Easy come easy go, I swear to God I just don't know



Touch her lips with my fingertips,

And in the pouring rain I really like the pain,

Clifton Boulevard in the wintertime,

It's four degrees below, and I got someplace to go



To smart apartments with buzzers on the door,

I remember everything she wore,


And what ever happened to the letters that I sent her?

Are they sitting in a box down in somebody's basement?



Her waitress uniform was hanging up to dry,

All those little things, they never ever die,

Her little doggie in her suitcase,

On the plane to New York City,

She must've looked so pretty



It seems the more you try that just the worse it gets,

And when she walked out the door,

I could've fell through the floor,

In the twilight, she was my life,

Easy come easy go, I swear to God I just don't know