ONE OF US CANNOT BE WRONG


I lit a thin green candle to make you jealous of me
but the room just filled up with mosquitoes
they heard that my body was free
then I took the dust from a long sleepless night 
and I put it in your little shoe
and then I confess that I tortured the dress 
that you wore for the world to look through

I showed my heart to the doctor and he said I just had to quit
then he wrote himself a perscription
and your name was mentioned in it
then he locked himself in a library shelf
with the details of our honeymoon
and I hear from the nurse that he's gotten much worse
and his practise is all in a ruin

I heard of a saint who had loved you and studied all night in his school
he taught that the duty of lovers
is to tarnish the golden rule
and just when I was sure that his teachings were pure
he drowned himself in the pool
his body is gone but back here on the lawn
his spirit continues to drool

an eskimo showed me a movie he'd recently taken of you
the poor man could hardly stop shivering
his lips and his fingers were blue
I suppose that he froze when the wind took your clothes 
and I guess he just never got warm
but you stand there so nice in your blizzard of ice
oh please let me come into the storm

                                          leonard cohen