Am                   F          C         G
In my dream you were beautiful, backlit, noble
       Am              F                C              G
In the lowlight of the window, you were leaning on the edge
    Am             F               C           G
The high rises and billboards, for perfume and call girls
    Am              F              C                  G
The steam above the dark road, the smoke around your head

[Verse 2]
  Am          F                C                G
I knew you by description, the tall tales, the pictures
     Am                  F             C               G
Your short hair and your lipstick, the smell of coming rain
  Am        F               C          G
I wanted to remain there, a voyeur, a stranger
Am               F               C              G
Below you in the night air, just waiting to be changed

[Verse 3]
Am           F           C               G
Eyeliner and nylons, the calm upon your face drawn
Am                F          C                 G
Revealing next to nothing, a deal you don’t believe
    Am         F                  C                G
The bible in a locked drawer, the past you gave it up for
    Am             F          C                    G
The hymnal and the comfort in exchange for living free

[Verse 4]
    Am                F             C                    G
And lined up with the laundry, your slacks and all your stockings
     Am             F               C                 G
Suit jacket and the soft things you dance in when you dream
    Am              F            C              G
The neighbors never mention, the woman they see leaving
       Am                F             C           G
Is the man who works the morning shift selling gasoline

[Verse 5]
Am                   F            C         G
In my dream you were stone still, shadowed, half built
  Am             F               C               G
A masterpiece of pure will, just waiting on the world
   Am             F       G
To gaze upon your body, a razor on a rough cheek
    Am               F           G
The blaze of burning beauty, the saved and the worth saving
  Am         F          G
A hallelujah waiting to raise the heavy curtains
  Am                F         G
A play with no good ending, a prayer that never mentioned
    Am           F                C             G
The glory of the question and the answer is the same