Affair On 8th Avenue - Gordon Lightfoot

The perfume that she wore was from some little store

On the down side of town

But it lingered on long after she’d gone

I remember it well

And our fingers entwined like ribbons of light

And we came through a doorway somewhere in the night

Her long flowing hair came softly undone

And it lay all around

And she brushed it down as I stood by her side

In the warmth of her love

And she showed me her treasures of paper and tin

And then we played a game only she could win

And she told me a riddle I’ll never forget

Then left with the answer I’ve never found yet

How long, said she, can a moment like this

Belong to someone

What’s wrong, what is right, when to live or to die

We must almost be born

So if you should ask me what secrets I hide

I’m only your lover, don’t make me decide

The perfume that she wore was from some little store

On the down side of town

But it lingered on long after she’d gone

I remember it well

And she showed me her treasures of paper and tin

And then we played a game only she could win

And our fingers entwined like ribbons of light

And we came through a doorway somewhere in the night