You know the tin chime in the window

Is muted I suppose

It's amazing that I can think straight

Since you and I got old

Then phone rang and you moved closer

As we heaped up on the fire

And we dreamed of the apostles

And they're calling you a liar

And he draws upon a dream that's all

Goes over to the curtain drawn

And smiles to see a cigarette in her eyes

Her eyes

Harry Winston had a brother

He retired from the stage

As they pinched apart the curtains

He put his elbow in her face

Marcus Fischer was a good friend

I liked him really well

But his girlfriend Laurie Johnson

She was somethin' else

And he draws upon a dream that's all

Goes over to the curtain drawn

And smiles to see a cigarette in her eyes

Her eyes