A year is just a drop in time,
it cannot touch th’ female form in my bed
She is just a friend of mine,
In th’ dark she knows th’ touch of my hand
Let th’ music play like you want it to
Let th’ sunshine lite in yr hair
Let th’ moonlite play at your feet like a babe
An’ softly linger there
Her words profane, her mouth divine,
I tried to sympathize with both sides
But I was caught, like a fleeting thought,
stuck inside of Leonard Cohen’s mind
We met on a beach in Greece,
an’ parted on a rusty Spanish stair
Two birds in th’ distance fly,
they landed an’ they settle down somewhere
Let th’ music play like you want it to
Let th’ sunlite glide thru yr hair
Let th’ moonlite play at your feet like a babe
An’ softly linger there
A year is just a drop in time,
it cannot touch her female form in my head
She was just a friend of mine,
in th’ dark she knew th’ touch of my hand