From Budapest

Call me back From Budapest Late night hour with our friends And I'll see you up there on that walk We never went Old ferris friend Tell me it's alright I've been Killing time You can make it right but Talking fast Touching ocean floor If you take me back I'll teach you Some chords And it's you You're obsessed with the goddess of death She can see you in the sand Reaching hand And I saw you on the telephone wire Touching down Getting higher and higher I just stood and stared back Conversations we had all dwindled To a word And you're a bird Tell me it's alright I've been Killing time You can make it right oh You can make it right And you never know how far the road will stretch I'm walking you home watching you disappear 'round the bend But don't forget