Barbara (Shangri-La)

Last night saw you walking
Ghostly through the shadows

Graceful and beguiling
Solemn solitary

Your prescence filled my head
Took my hand and led the way

Oh, where have you gone?
You're inside the perfume bottle
It's been more than twenty-five years
But I 'ain't forgeotten

I can almost hear you calling me
I can almost hear you calling, calling

The phantom scent of your skin, crossed the years and shook me
Innocent and youthful, dangerous and musky
Caught with my guard down
As though I turned around for you

Oh where have you gone?
You're inside the perfume bottle
It's been more than twenty-five years
But I 'ain't forgotten

I can almost hear you calling me
I can almost hear you calling, calling

I can almost hear you calling me
I can almost hear you calling, calling

I've been sitting herefor hours
I've been talking to you
Barbara
That was her
Shangri-La

Oh, where have you gone?
You're inside the perfume bottle
It's been more than twenty-five years
But I 'ain't forgotten

Oh, where have you gone?
You're inside the perfume bottle
It's been more than twenty-five years
But I 'ain't forgotten

Oh, where have you gone?
Where have you gone?

It's been more than twenty-five years...