Joni Mitchell

everything comes and goes
marked by lovers and styles of clothes
things that you held high and told yourself were true
all start changing as the days come down to you
down to you, constant stranger
you're a kind person you're a cold person too
its down to you
you go down to the pickup station craving warmth and beauty
you settle for less than fascination,
a few drinks later you're not so choosy
and the closing lights strip off the shadows on this strange new flesh you found
clutching the night to you like a fig leaf
you hurry
to the blackness
and the blankets
to lay down
an impression
and you're lonely
in the morning there are lovers in the street
they look so high
you brush against a stranger and you both apologize
old friends seem indifferent, you must have brought that on
old bonds are broken down
love is gone
ooh, love is gone
written on your spirit the sad song
love is gone
everything comes and goes
pleasure moves on too early and
trouble leaves too slow
just when you're thinking you've finally got it made
bad news comes knocking at your garden gate
knocking for you, constant stranger
you're a brute, you're an angel
you can crawl, you can fly too
it's down to you
it all comes down to you