lyric of the day 11/9/07
hmmm....not sure why this one's in my head this morning. I'm not really in a Buffett mood, but whatever...
Tried to phone from Paris thinking
Things could be arranged;
Me and you could rendezvous
But I found your number changed.
So I drove to San Remo where
The crazy painter dwells.
And toasted our old photographs
Still up there on his shelf.
But I can't help but be
Ruled by my antiquity.
Not unique just distantly in love.
I can't be the one to fill
Your times and all your places
I can't be the one to fill
Your blanks and empty spaces
I heard it from a friend of ours
I saw in Timber Bay
That you had a new lover
Who had stolen you away.
That could be be the reason why
I never got in touch,
And may present slight problems
If he loves you half as much.
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