"lowlands"


one morning i've been waken by a dream
well it was about that time i left my friends
these dreams leave my sleepy eyes pretty scared
and i've been crying always that i smoke a cigarrette

i wiped the tears as the taxi went running
while i was watching the couples in the street
i remembered little hands and velvet kisses
regrets, valiums, guilt, dylans and johnny lennon

oh my darling one, here's the sun lives low
and the people never saw the full moon
and every day i wake up early in the morning
just to write a folkie song for you

i always buy the same old book for you
one about ten or twenty poems of love
on the book there's a desperate song, too
but this one i will never dare to read.

well, these days i've been workin' too much
and not even your photographs ease my heart
i always look for the same old records
i gave you once that taught you to be good.

but, honey, understand just one thing
one day i'll be back, yeah i'm sure i will
and i'll be comin' back for just two reasons
i left important things on my lowlands

one thing i left well it's your heart, babe
and the other thing is harder to realise
when i left you i didn't leave only you
that day i said goodbye i left myself.

i left myself on that folk band
i left myself on your sweet arms
i left myself on that old and hot town
i left myself on the bitter taste in your mouth
i left myself on the lowlands, babe
i left myself on those crazy kisses
i left myself on those cappuccino nights
i left myself on my dreams.

me i mine i left i, i left myself.