Diane de Guster

The secrets that we keep
we say them in our sleep
and wrestle down our souls if we would speak
i watched you board a train in the london rain
and waved bye-bye as you slipped out of view
diane
we'll make it out together
in your dreams when the smile now comes,
you're mumbling words with a lazy tongue.
we lie together when we say its love,
who were you just thinking of, diane?
diane
diane, i don't say it, but i know you know
the theme returns so deep
and visits us in sleep
to define the you and i as we
so we pass the time and occupy our minds
and close our eyes and hope that we'll be fine
diane
we'll make it out together
and i may leave in time you'll see
i'll come right back for you