Suzanne Vega "Headshots" |
The sign said Headshots And that was all. A picture of a boy And a number you could call. Two eyes in the shade. A mouth so sad and small. Strange the way a shadow Can fall across the wall And make the difference In what you see. Ah... He's just a poster, but He's everywhere. A face under a streetlamp Ripped and hanging in the air. Turn the corner And he's still there Watching all the people Who are passing unaware. Is there a judgement In what he sees? Ah... On a day As cold And gray As today. The sign says Head-Shots. It's all I see. A boy becomes the picture Of guilt and sympathy. And so I think of you In memory. Of the days we were together And I knew that you loved me. That was the difference In what we see. That's history. Ah... Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |