I wish that I could buy you a drink
And then more and then five
I’d get you drunk and I’d get me outgoing
All week or just this one night
And then, maybe, we could go for a walk
And I’d just listen while you talk

My imagination slips, then I have you taking
Me to Barcelona for the weekend
You described the night
Phil Spector, with his revolver, served you ceremonial wine
We’d compare mythologies
And toast those friends that never believed
That our voices ever had much to offer
And then, maybe, we could go for a walk
And I’d just listen while you talk

I wish that I could buy you a drink
And then more and then five
At the end of a night
I’d conveniently misplace my wallet
And you would wind up buying all of mine
We’d compare mythologies
And toast those friends that never believed
That our voices ever had much to offer
And then, maybe, we would go for a walk
And I’d just listen while you talk

You’d point to the harbour
And the moonlight against the water
The little boats against the dock
And through the dark our shadows then might get along
And I’d just listen while we walk
And through the dark our shadows then might get along
And I’d just listen while you talk