A sort-of "Fandango from Saturn," this is a bittersweet, imagery-filled song of love-that-could-have-been. John Pfeifer--Vocal, nylon-string guitar, bass, music/lyrics; Matthew Scott--piano, drum machine

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About a love-that-never-was, about the guitar-playing wisp of a girl in a hat and diaphanous scarves, and about trying to paint the song in the colors of a far-away, timeless autumn...

She may have tipped her hat more than once...
She may have thrown a wave on some chrome-skied
afternoon...
She may have let a smile slip when I kissed her
hand...
She may be wondering where I choose to be...

I've seen us
slowly wax/quickly wane...
There's no more cause for the seasons
not to change...

She may have tipped a wink more than once...
She may have thrown a glance on some amber
afternoon...

And as we meet from different sides of the door,
the grey curtain of rain frames her hair in mist.
She gazes at me from the depths of her cloudy
eyes...
the smoky blue
silently
working
its
spell...