| Six o’clock, all the closing shops
|
| And the rainbows on the pavements
|
| Of a sleepy town
|
| October leaves were wept from the trees
|
| In tears of grief and strange relief
|
| And sympathy… all for me
|
| Do you remember walking out
|
| The day it rained forever
|
| And you were wondering
|
| If I held dreams of wedding rings
|
| Well, farewell Mr. Sorrow
|
| Tomorrow is my own
|
| I believe we made a vow
|
| Beside the fireside but I’m sure I lied
|
| When I promised you
|
| That I would never want sing
|
| Along with anything
|
| But for the strings of your guitar
|
| Here you are…
|
| So this is how a Judas kisses
|
| Well, this is my kiss |