G Stumbling past your house baby D At the break of day Am I thought I saw your silhouette C Dancing cross the shade G And I went down to the mission D I called and called your name Am Till an angel with a face like yours C Came down and let me in I Thought I saw your reflection in a cigarette machine In a bottle in the gutter, In a window on the street In a storefront in a picture on an old broken TV I swear it was you staring back at me I heard soldier' s voices by the city gate They took hos life on the ground They made me look away I spilled you on the mirror I chopped you into lies Over some old kitchen sing I swore I'd let you down Thought I saw your reflection in a cigarette machine In a bottle in the gutter,in a window on the street In a storefront in a picture, on an old broken TV I swear it was you, staring back at me Old radios and broken mirrors Dogeared things I read Worn out movie stars In faded limousines I battled through my own charades Of Coffee cups and clowns I can't keep up with parades I keep falling down Thought I saw your reflection in a cigarette machine In a bottle in the gutter In a window on the street In a storefront in a picture on an old broken TV I swear it was you staring back at me
