Ten Cents Al Stewart

Like an echo in a
Like and in a well
When rain is falling
Like the ocean in a
Like an ocean in a shell
You hear me calling

You can say he didn’t
You can say she didn’t try
Oh she did
You know she did, but
Now she’s gone you don’t know
Now she’s gone you don’t know why
Don’t know why
Don’t know why
Don’t know why

You can’t hold on to tomorrow
She can’t hold on to today
She’ll be a hard act to follow
Ten cents and she’s on her way

Like the ghost of summer
Like the ghost of summer flies
From fall’s embraces
So you know there’ll come a
So you know there’ll come a time
She’ll leave no traces