Abra...

cadabra....

You Only Disappear

Tom McRae

Close my eyes, 
I'm moving still 
magazines and dollar bills, 
and you wake up to a fall of snow, 
your telephone your radio 
baby I'll call up a storm 
keep you safe from harm
but you only disappear

I can live with my regrets
still raise a smile
still raise my head
and a stranger god can be so cruel
and a holy fool is still a fool
but this is all I can say
I have lost my way
but you only disappear
with a word, with a line, 
with a smile that says goodbye
baby says goodbye
baby says goodbye

It's raining now
on royal street
and I'd walk to you
if I could trust my feet