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...