You came by in the hat your mother knit you In clothes that do not fit you anymore You sat down in the corner of my bedroom I hung the, 'Closed for Good' sign o...

I took a plane to Paris to remind me what I've lost And I spent the day in a sidewalk café writing I wrote thirty postcards all to you and every one said 'Havin...

When I let you into my closet Right behind the leopard skin coat Will you still revere and adore me? Will you just become more remote? Will you see the actual ...