Old Flame

Old Flame We used to talk about anything and everything In the back of that old Grand Cherokee But when you headed south, terrified of settling I stayed back to play for tips down on Varick St. Now I’m nothin’ but an old flame Just the boy from your family’s town Tiny little no-name Bet you don’t even remember it now But I wonder if you ever catch yourself dreamin’ about Strikin’ up an old flame I saw a photograph, guess you went to Germany Some new man pressin’ up against your cheek I hope he makes you laugh the way you used to do with me And that he understands the hurt you’re hidin’ underneath ‘Cause now I’m nothin’ but an old flame Just the boy from your family’s town Tiny little no-name Bet you don’t even remember it now But I wonder if you ever catch yourself dreamin’ about Strikin’ up an old flame And burnin’ out I know I’m nothin’ but an old flame Just the boy from your family’s town Tiny little no-name Bet you don’t even remember it now Still I wonder There’s nothin’ like an old flame