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Well, I'll be damned Here comes your ghost again But it's not unusual It's just that the moon is full And you already left
Well, what can I say You were the best of me But now you're lost at sea You left me clutching at smoke
Here I stand Reaching for your soul again In the middle of the snow How can it be? I still see the autumn leaves Falling in your hair
Here I sit All alone on the couch Ear pressed against the telephone Wishing to hear a voice I'd known A couple of light years ago From a phone booth in the midwest
Your room lies untouched Just the way you left it A spirit of the past It would be like old times again But we both know what memories can bring They bring diamonds and rust
Now I see you standing outside With your eyes bluer than robin's eggs My words were cliche you'd say You were so good with words And at keeping things vague
Well, I need some of that vagueness now It's all come back too clearly Yes, I loved you dearly
So now if you're offering me diamonds and rust I've already paid
