Tom McRae You Only Disappear
Close my eyes, I'm moving still magazines and dollar bills, and you wake up to a fall of snow, your telephone your radio baby I'll call up a storm keep you safe from harm but you only disappear I can live with my regrets still raise a smile still raise my head and a stranger god can be so cruel and a holy fool is still a fool but this is all I can say I have lost my way but you only disappear with a word, with a line, with a smile that says goodbye baby says goodbye baby says goodbye It's raining now on royal street and I'd walk to you if I could trust my feet
