作词 : Bob Dylan
 作曲 : Bob Dylan

My heart is telling me, I love you still.
I can hear the turning of the key.
I've been deceived by the clown inside of me.
I thought that he was righteous but he's vain.
Something's telling me, I wear the ball and chain.
My patron saint is fighting with a ghost.
He's always off somewhere when I need him most.
The Spanish moon is rising on the hill.
But my heart is telling me, I love you still.
I come back to the town from the flaming moon.
I see you in the street, I begin to swoon.
I love to see you dress before the mirror.
Won't you let me in your room one time,
 before I quietly disappear.
Everybody's wearing a disguise,
to hide what they've got left behind their eyes.
But me I can't cover what I am.
Wherever the children go, I'll follow them.
I march in the parade of liberty.
But as long as I love you I'm not free.
How long must I suffer such abuse?
Won't you let me see your smile,
before I cut you loose.
I've given up the game, I've got to leave.
The pot of gold is only make believe.
The treasure can't be found by men who search,
whose gods are dead and
whose queens are in the church.
We sat in an empty theater and we kissed.
I asked you please to cross me off your list.
My head tells me it's time to make a change.
But my heart is telling me
I love you but you're strange.
Then one more time at midnight, near the wall.
Take off your heavy makeup and your shawl.
Won't you descend from the throne,
from where you sit?
Let me feel your love one more time
before I abandon it.