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...