I talk to the lady with the steel gray eyes While the sun is going down And we talk of the things that we wish to know But she's really not around And the sunset on the mountain is the same color As her cascade chestnut hair And now loving is in living for forgetting your past So now why the distant stare? Could it be there is someone who remains In her heart and she cares? And the ice of her kisses lingers on and on And the image of her body live Yet you walked on black sand by the sea's turmoil In the dark of a velvet night Then you sat down and gave your hands to be kissed and loved Could not you hear a gentle sigh? And by the stars part control of your wandering life Do you believe in not telling lies? But it was good that you were warm On your way back home, short love, goodbye