She liked candlelight and good wine
She departed in the early spring
As I lie here in my lonely bed
Or any kind of good news
The was nothing that I wouldn't do
Like a good friend or a pair of shoes
She liked country lanes and aeroplanes
To prove to her my love was true
And I would call her any time
She would never say where she came from
The kind of girl you'd like to see
She could be straight-laced or homespun
In a movie or a rosary
There were times when she would never appear
I will go my love and you must stay
When I must run far away
Or free and easy on the run
And cigarettes would make her strange
To follow or to find her
She said, darling there will come a day
But now the days have turned to years
For days and then she'd disappear
She could be meek and mild or full of fun
And when she wanted you she made it plain
And she gave to me a dream or two
Of day or night she didn't mind
I was something she could use
She didn't leave me anything
And think about the things she said
She was something very special to me
It didn't seem that she had anyone
To answer to or dwell upon
Now the eastern sky is crimson and red
