I just can't understand, she let go of my hand
and left me here facing the wall.
I'd sure like to know why she did go.
I can't get through to her at all.
So we kissed through the wild days of night time.
She said she'd never forget.
Now morning is clear,
it's like I ain't here.
She acts like we never have met.
It's only to me like some mystery.
It could even be like a myth.
But it's hard to think on,
she's the same one
that last night I was with.
From the darkness dreams are deserted.
I still dream of her yet.
I wish you the luck,
her voice wants some talk.
She said acting like we never met.
If she ain't feeling well, why don't you tell?
Instead of turning her back to my face.
Without any doubt,
she seems too far out
for me to return to chase.
Where her skirt did sway as the guitars played,
her mouth it was watery and wet.
Now something has changed, she ain't the same.
She acts like we never have met.
I didn't have to guess,
I'd gladly confess to anything I might have tried.
If I was with her too long or have I done something wrong,
wish you'd tell me what it is I'd find.
Oh, the night ran swirling and whirling.
I remember her whispering yet.
Evidently she don't, evidently she won't.
She acts like we never have met.
I'm leaving today, I'll be on my way.
This I can't say very much.
But if you want me to, I can be just like you
and pretend that we never have touched.
And if anybody should ask me,
is it easy to forget?
I'd say it's easily done.
You just pick anyone and pretend that you never have met.