[ Featuring Bob Dylan ]
I can hear the turning of the key
I've been deceived by the clown inside of me
I thought that he was righteous but he's vain
Something's telling me I wear the ball and chain
My patron saint is fighting with a ghost
He's always off somewhere when I need him most
The Spanish moon is rising on the hill
But my heart is telling me I love you still
I come back to the town from the flaming moon
I see you in the street, I begin to swoon
I love to see you dress before the mirror
Won't you let me in your room one time before I disappear
Everybody's wearing a disguise
To hide what they've got left behind their eyes
But me, I can't cover what I am
Wherever the children go I'll follow them
I can't play the game no more, I can't abide
By their stupid rules which kept me sick inside
They've been made by men who've given up the search
Whose gods are dead and whose queens are in the church
I march in the parade of liberty
But as long as I love you I'm not free
How long must I suffer such abuse?
Won't you let me see your smile before I cut you loose
So one more time at midnight, near the wall
Take off your heavy make-up and your shawl
Won't you descend from the throne from where you sit
Let me feel your love one more time before I abandon it
