Affair on Eighty Avenue
words and music: Gordon Lightfoot
artist: Gordon Lightfoot
The perfume that she wore was from some little store on the down side of
town.
But it lingered on long after she?d gone, I remember it well.
And our fingers entwined like ribbons of light,
And we came through a doorway somewhere in the night.
Her long flowing hair came softly undone in a pile all around.
And she brushed it down as I stood by her side in the warmth of her love.
And she showed me her treasures of paper and tin,
And we played a game only she could win.
And she told me a riddle I?ll never forget
And left with the answer I?ve never found yet.
?How long,? said she, ?Can a moment like this belong to someone??
?What?s wrong, what is right? For to live or to die,?
?We all must be born.?
So, if you should ask me what secrets I hide,
I?m only your lover, don?t make me decide!
The perfume she wore was from some little store on the down side of town.
But it lingered on long after she?d gone, I remember it well.
And she showed me her treasures of paper and tin,
And we played a game only she could win.
ANd our fingers entwined like ribbons of light
And we came through a doorway somewhere in the night.