Strange street affair under blue Just for you with your open hands Waiting for the touch of man Clutching with your blackened gloves You try to capture all the doves That flee into The forest before you You wish to catch and cage me now I wonder if you remember how Hard it was to say the names Of mirror dreams and cheated games And on the wall You framed your first lover Your form intrigues me with its glow Ill remember you I know Though I forgot to lock the chain Around you with a prayer for rain To bring the call To drive you back into my bed Ahhh.... She turns away Telling me to follow for a while Ahhh.... She waits You'd be touched if you would touch But you only reach and taunt Will my taste stay grey and blue If I try to turn from you Tim Buckley/Larry Beckett Tim Buckley Music ASCAP/Third Story Music BMI Released 1966 Elektra Records - “Tim Buckley” Running time 3:13