Gray socks and black shoes, black hair and eyes so true

A smile like a cool wind blowing through lips that kiss like a fool

These are the memories I have of you

No, these are the gifts I took from you

Your skin is so close to mine that it seems to know my name

And your laugh -- well, let's just say

Something wicked this way came

And in this old hotel my heart pounds like a drum

It beats with the rhythm of missing you

This is the rhythm of missing you



Chorus:

Take a look at the blind man, the fool ain't got no cane

The blind man he's dancing in the driving rain

Well, I am that blind man and I can finally see

What I've always known: you belong to me



There ain't nothing wrong with this hotel that a big bomb couldn't fix

My doorman he's a reprobate and the maid she's been turning tricks

And in my broken sleep I wake up from some pain

My heart drifts through the window

and sails into the rain



Oh Lord, I miss you, I miss you here in the dark

This comes from Nashville, baby

It's a call from a wounded heart

And if I want this heart of mine to ever mend

I guess I'm gonna have to find you again

Yeah, I'll have to find you again