Close my eyes, I'm moving still
magazines and dollar bills,
and you wake up to a fall of snow,
your telephone your radio
baby I'll call up a storm
keep you safe from harm

but you only disappear

I can live with my regrets
still raise a smile still raise my head
and a stranger god can be so [bad word] and a holy fool is still a fool
but this is all I can say
I have lost my way

but you only disappear
with a word, with a line, with a smile that says goodbye
baby says goodbye
baby says goodbye

It's raining now on royal street
and I'd walk to you if I could [bad word] my feet