Faraway Eyes

We were destined for this moment

Standing on the corner fresh with rain

Blackbird on the horizon

Two hearts filled with sorrow and with pain

So you keep the car running

Say you got to be someplace by eight

In one lonesome moment

I feel my world crumble and break

And the river runs deep

Dark clouds will rise

I’m seeing you Sherry

With faraway eyes

This room looks so empty

These walls just staring at my face

Turn the stereo loud

Cheerful voice of Tom Waits

Picture on the table

You and me in Santa Cruz

There’s fog in my mind

Waters dripping down in my shoes

Chorus

Walk these city streets

I see your name lit up in lights

Your picture on the poster

Funny how the camera at the Blackbird lies

From a booth in the corner

Dirty wallpaper and cheap perfume

The neon light prevails

Sugar coat the stench in this room

Chorus