by Bob Dylan



Something there is about you that strikes a match in me

Is it the way your body moves or is it the way your hair blows free?

Or is it because you remind me of something that used to be

Somethin' that crossed over from another century?



Thought I'd shaken the wonder and the phantoms of my youth

Rainy days on the Great Lakes, walkin' the hills of old Duluth.

There was me and Danny Lopez, cold eyes, black night and then there was Ruth

Something there is about you that brings back a long-forgotten truth.



Suddenly I found you and the spirit in me sings

Don't have to look no further, you're the soul of many things.

I could say that I'd be faithful, I could say it in one sweet, easy breath

But to you that would be cruelty and to me it surely would be death.



Something there is about you that moves with style and grace

I was in a whirlwind, now I'm in some better place.

My hand's on the sabre and you've picked up the baton

Somethin' there is about you that I can't quite put my finger on