Black Haired Girl

There's a black-haired girl
 Sittin' behind the bullet-proof glass
 And she takes my money
 Before I go and pump some gas
 As the cold rain falls on the parking lot
 The strip malls and housing tracts
 I smile at her but she don't smile back
 Well, the black-haired girl
 Is starin' at the gossip magazine
 And all the glossy pictures
 Of today's kings and queens
 But it's nearly three a.m.
 And the whole world is dead
 Except for her and me
 And the sound of the rain
 And the smell of gasoline
 Well, that black-haired girl
 Looks like a woman I used to know
 Back in some other world
 Several lifetimes ago
 Yeah, we'd lay in her bed
 Drinkin' wine and makin' love
 And lettin' time move slow
 Well, we lost touch somehow
 But that's just the way things go
 Well, that black-haired girl
 Catches me lookin' her way
 And I feel a little uneasy
 Maybe there's something I should say
 Should I ask her name or just warn her
 About all the tricks time can play?
 But I don't say nothin'
 ? Cause she's gonna find out anyway
 There's a black-haired girl
 Sittin' beneath a fluorescent light
 Whatever fate has in store
 Well, I hope that she'll be alright
 I hope she finds real love
 And all her dreams come true
 Or at least she makes it through tonight
 Then I drive away as she fades out of sight