NEARLY FELL DOWN A BASEMENT FLOOR AS

I WEAVED MY WAY THROUGH THE WELL DRESSED CROWDS

IN SEARCH OF YOU.

I TOOK HOPE FROM THE SAXOPHONE THOUGH

HER MOUTH GREW COLD SHE STILL BLEW OUT

A SYMPHONY. . .

THE SCENE IS FAMILIAR. I LOOK AGAIN.

WHEN I CAME HERE WITH YOU BEFORE IT WAS DIFFERENT.



I SAW BEAUTY IN THIS WASTED LAND

I SMELT ROSES IN THE UNDERGROUND

I SAW A FUTURE WHEN YOU WERE AROUND.

BUT NOW IT'S OVER.



THROUGH THE DARKNESS I CALLED YOUR NAME

AS THE FRIENDLY FACES MODE THEIR WAY

T0 SEE THE GAME.

SOMEONE STOPPED ME AND ASKED THE WAY

I SHRUGGED AND SMILED BUT SHE GLARED AT ME

IMPATIENTLY.

THE AMERCAN WAITRESS STILL KNOWS YOUR NAME

WHEN I CAME HERE WITH YOU BEFORE IT WAS DIFFERENT.



I SAW BEAUTY IN THIS WASTED LAND

I SMELT ROSES IN THE UNDERGROUND

I SAW A FUTURE WHEN YOU WERE AROUND

BUT NOW IT'S OVER.



YOU'LL ALWAYS HAUNT ME