Anthony Phillips - Traces lyrics

The girl in the gallery, The way she moves her hair, Footsteps in the Autumn leaves, Turning and finding no-one there Traces of you in the morning light Traces of you in the night You're haunting me still I don't even have to try I always find those... Traces of you all around my life Traces of you like a Knife Twisting inside my heart You're tearing my world apart Don't torture me The ring of the telephone The quizzical hello The gla** in my hand shaking Lying shattered in the snow I saw a face in a picture show Those Alborado eyes calling me I see trees, I see indigo I can't keep up this disguise