Paroles de At The Frick Museum
We were in New YorkAt the Frick museum
End of junior year
Bottle, glass and cork
At the Frick museum
When I saw this one Vermeer
It showed a girl
A startled glance
And something in
The circumstance
Almost felt like a warning
Now it's gone
Quiet as a tomb
At the Frick museum
No one else was near
Walking room to room
At the Frick museum
Thinking of that same Vermeer
A strange vignette
In paint and frame
I knew that, yet
I'd heard my name
Like a drеam I'd forgotten I said mine too
