From the fireplace where my letters to you are burning
You've had time to think about it for a while.

Well, I've walked two hundred miles, look me over
It's the end of the chase and the moon is high
It wont matter who loves who
You'll love me or I'll love you
When the night comes falling from the sky.

I can see through your walls and I know you're hurting
Sorrow covers you up like a cape
Only yesterday I know that you've been flirting
With disaster you somehow managed to escape.

In your teardrops, I can see my own reflection
It was on the northern border of Texas where I crossed the line
I don't want to be a fool starving for affection
I don't want to drown in someone else's wine.

- Bob Dylan