I swear I had a matchbox
With an irreplaceable name
Or maybe written on my wrist
And it's been washed away
Or maybe on a napkin somewhere
Blurred by a ring
Or maybe on a dollar bill
I'll never see again
The Lady VanishesI swear I had a matchbox With an irreplaceable name Or maybe written on my wrist And it's been washed away Or maybe on a napkin somewhere Blurred by a ring Or maybe on a dollar bill I'll never see again |