One of Us Cannot Be Wrong
I lit a thin green candle
To make you jealous of me
Room filled out with mosquitoes
They heard my body was free
Then I took the dust of a long sleepless night
And I put it in your little shoe
But I must confess that I tortured that dress
That you wore for the world to look through
I showed my heart to the doctor
He said you just have to quit
Then he wrote himself a priscription
Your name was mentioned in it
Then he locked himself in a library shelf
With the memories of our honeymoon
I heard from the nurse he's gotten much worse
His practice has gone to the ruins
I once knew a saint who had loved you
I studied all night in his school
He thought that the duty of lovers
Was to tarnish the golden rule
Just when I was sure that his teachings were pure
He drowned himself in a pool
Though his body is gone but out here in the lawn
His spirit continues to drool
An Eskimo showed me a movie
He'd recently taken of you
Poor guy could hardly stop shivering
His lips and his fingers were blue
I suppose that he froze when the wind took your clothes
And I guess he just never got warm
But you stand there so nice with your blizzard of ice
Please let me come into your storm
Please let me come into your storm
To make you jealous of me
Room filled out with mosquitoes
They heard my body was free
Then I took the dust of a long sleepless night
And I put it in your little shoe
But I must confess that I tortured that dress
That you wore for the world to look through
I showed my heart to the doctor
He said you just have to quit
Then he wrote himself a priscription
Your name was mentioned in it
Then he locked himself in a library shelf
With the memories of our honeymoon
I heard from the nurse he's gotten much worse
His practice has gone to the ruins
I once knew a saint who had loved you
I studied all night in his school
He thought that the duty of lovers
Was to tarnish the golden rule
Just when I was sure that his teachings were pure
He drowned himself in a pool
Though his body is gone but out here in the lawn
His spirit continues to drool
An Eskimo showed me a movie
He'd recently taken of you
Poor guy could hardly stop shivering
His lips and his fingers were blue
I suppose that he froze when the wind took your clothes
And I guess he just never got warm
But you stand there so nice with your blizzard of ice
Please let me come into your storm
Please let me come into your storm
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Writer(s): Leonard Cohen
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