My heart is tellin' me, I love ya' still
I can see the turning of the key
I've been deceived by the clown inside of me
I thought that he was righteous, but he's vain
Oh, something's telling me, I wear the ball and chain
My patron saint is a-fighting with a ghost
He's always off somewhere when I need him most
The Spanish moon is rising on the hill
But my heart is a-tellin' me, I love ya' still
I come back to the town from the flaming moon
I see you in the street, I begin to swoon
I love to see you dress before the mirror
Won't you let me in your room one time before I finally disappear?
Everybody's wearing a disguise
To hide what they've got left behind their eyes
But me, I can't recover what I am
Wherever the children go, I'll follow them
I march in the parade of liberty
But as long as I love you I'm not free
How long must I suffer such abuse...
Won't you let me see you smile before I turn you loose?
I've given up the game, I've got to leave
The pot of gold is only make-believe
The treasure can't be found by men who search
Whose gods are dead and whose queens are in the church
We sat in an empty theater and we kissed
I asked you, please, to cross me off your list
My head tells me, it's time to make a change
But my heart is telling me, I love ya' but you're strange
So, one more time at midnight, near the wall
Take off your heavy makeup and your shawl
Won't you descend from the thrown from where you sit?
Let me feel your love one more time, before I abandon it.
-Dylan
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