You wrote today just checking in

You’re stopping through town this weekend

Coffee’s cold; I can’t come clean

Old habits die easy when you’re dead to me

But the dead don’t sleep

Your love leaves me high and dry

Over hills and through the valleys

Winding roads and tired eyes

Follow signs, don’t fall behind

Careful clues you leave

To keep me on the line

Stolen paradise

Slipping out of sight

Your love

Mirage, mirage

Your love

Mirage, mirage

You know I wanted to believe

I read all your poetry

Commit to memory

Wasn’t it so easy

Looking back looks so nice

Oldest trick of the mind

Your love leaves me high and dry

Over hills and through the valleys

Winding roads and tired eyes

Follow signs, but I fall behind

Careful clues you leave

Just to keep me on the line

Stolen paradise

Always slipping out of sight

Your love

Mirage, mirage

Your love

Mirage, mirage