Cafe - Tim Buckley

I was just a curly-haired mountain boy

On my way

Passing thru I heard a voice

Whisper good evening

I turned to a shadow

And saw her there

So all alone

She had those sad china eyes

That sang each time she smiled

Ah, but the song

It seemed to linger

So long it deepened

My love for her

Until she called me near

And then we waltzed to our heart beat

All around

The sea was swaying

The breeze was praying

Never to leave her alone

Alone

Oh, the time just slipped on by