It's only to me like some mystery,
it could even be like a myth.
But it's hard to think on, that she's the same one
that last night I was with.
>From darkness dreams are deserted
Am I still dreaming yet
I wish she'd unlock her voice once and talk
'stead of acting like we never met.

If she ain't feeling well, then why don't she tell
instead of turning her back to my face.
Without any doubt she seems too far out
for me to return to or chase
Her skirt it swayed as the guitar played,
her mouth was watery and wet,
But now something is changed, for she ain't the same,
she just acts like we never had met.

If I didn't have to guess I'd gladly confess
to anything I might have tried.
If I was with her too long, or done something wrong,
I wish she'd tell me what it is I'll run and hide.
Tough the night ran swirling and whirling,
I remember her whispering yet
But evidently she don't, evidently she won't,
She acts like we never had met.

I'm leaving today, I'll be on my way,
of this I can't say very much.
But if you want me to, I can be just like you,
and pretend that we never had touched.
And if anybody asks me, is it easy to forget?
I say it's easily done, just pick anyone
and pretend that you never had met.