Oh Louisa, oh my darling,

It wasn't supposed to be this way

Who'd have thought, after all

It wasn't supposed to be this way



But I was wrong, (and here is where you have to

imagine the rest)

WRONG

I was wrong, (It's different than words now)

On a missing person afternoon



It's a Monet, like a daydream

Glowing in the wandering light

You had an angle, I had mine

Needles in the haystack



But I was wrong (and here is where you have to

imagine the rest)

WRONG

I was wrong, (It's different than words now)

On a missing person afternoon



I imagine where you are, I imagine what you can see

I imagine where you are, what you can see



I'll remember you, but I imagine

Almost in the same breath

The colors fade, in the dusk

You pull your sweater close around you



I was wrong, (there's a mystery on the road tonight)

WRONG

I was wrong, (and either way it's a leap of faith)

On a missing person afternoon,

Missing person afternoon

Missing person afternoon