when we met i was wide eyed city boy singin in te streets to feed my hope and joy we had mad lovin and so fast was our flame when it went out you got so mad talkin trash about me comin round at me making a tale of fool s gold my reputation little miss sunshine s who i met that day when i walked out it felt like a hurricane thought i knew ya like i could see right through ya but the look in your eyes took me by surprise and i lost control thought i knew ya like i had a direct line to ya but i was wrong then i caught a shooting star living photograph a buddhist hipster from the purple skies of la the ground would shake all understanding now as i was so smitten with her suede it went from screamin oh baby to see you later maybe i ain t laughin now how the tables turn her fine print swiftly stole away i ll see you in the next life baby namaste thought i knew ya thought i could see right through ya what a surprise to open your eyes and fine a hole in your soul i thought i knew ya like i had a direct line to some power greater than myself so i walked down to the someday cafe to get my cup o coffee for the day but they tore it down put up a bank of the usa where my paradise used to be i thought i knew ya thought i knew myself to yeah the chink in the wall i scratched it only yesterday i thought i knew ya but my lines were rusted through yeah but to think is wrong but to sing is right so meet me at the bridge tonight to see my reflection in the pond to wonder what s goin on beyond what i m tryin to say just won t come out but i long to hear you