Still After All These Years

Oh Lisa, lift up your head, light up a cigarette
In the morning light you’re not so hot
Oh Lisa, come talk to me, I wanna hear your memories
You know I thought of you from time to time
Lying with your make-up off
I can see the girl I love
Dark and brooding, fickle and demure
And I think still after all these years
Oh, I think still after all these years
Something still burns
Oh, Lisa, don’t be shy, this is not real life
This moment will soon be lost in time
When it’s time to leave don’t turn your back on me
This was no return, our grand farewell
Mostly I won’t think of you
But baby if I ever do
I remember thinking with surprise
That still after all these years
Still after all these years
Something still burns
Lying with your make-up off
I can see the girl I love
Dark and brooding, fickle and demure
And I think still after all these years
Oh, still something in me
Still after all these years
Something still burns