some journey

if i had met you on some journey

where would we be now

if we had met some eastbound train

through some black sleeping town

would you have worn your silken robes

all made of royal blue?

would i have dressed in smoke and fire

for you to see through?

if we had met in a darkened room

where people do not stay

but shadows touch and pass right through

and never see the day

would you have taken me upstairs

and turned the lamplight low?

would i have shown my secret self

and disappeared like the snow?

oh

i could have played your little girl

or i could have played your wife

i could have played your mistress

running danger down through you life

i could have played your lady fair

all dressed in lace like the foam from the sea

i could have been your woman of the road

as long as you did not come back home to me

but as it is

we live in the city

and everything stays in place

instead we meet on the open sidewalk

and it's well i know your face

we talk and talk

we tell the truth

there are no shadows here

but when i look into your eyes

i wonder what might have been here

because if i had met you on some journey

where would we be now?