The Whirlwind
Elvis Costello
I came out to this town
To seek a new career
Or just another kind of whirlwind than one that brought me here
I stare up through the ceiling, past the plaster and the paint
Considering the stars that shine and flap and fall before they're spent
How could you know?
My common senses have deserted me
On certain nights
When other gentlemen had courted me
But in the light of morning
They would turn to see me go
I've had my moments
But all too few
You think you know me
Maybe you do
But in the light of morning
You will turn to see me go
Nothing's lost and no ones won
It's over now and now it's done
I may be lying
This may be true
You think you know me
Maybe you do, maybe you do, maybe you do
