Standing on your window, honey,
Yes, i’ve been here before.
Feeling so harmless,
I’m looking at your second door.
How come you don’t send me no regards?
You know i want your lovin’,
Honey, why are you so hard?
Kneeling ‘neath your ceiling,
Yes, i guess i’ll be here for a while.
I’m tryin’ to read your portrait, but,
I’m helpless, like a rich man’s child.
How come you send someone out to have me barred?
You know i want your lovin’,
Honey, why are you so hard?
Like a poor fool in his prime,
Yes, i know you can hear me walk,
But is your heart made out of stone, or is it lime,
Or is it just solid rock?
Well, i rush into your hallway,
Lean against your velvet door.
I watch upon your scorpion
Who crawls across your circus floor.
Just what do you think you have to guard?
You know i want your lovin’, honey, but you’re so hard.
Achilles is in your alleyway,
He don’t want me here,
He does brag.
He’s pointing to the sky
And he’s hungry, like a man in drag.
How come you get someone like him to be your guard?
You know i want your lovin’,
Honey. but you’re so hard.
- Lyrics:
Temporary Like Achilles - Bob Dylan - Album: Blonde On Blonde
- Artist: Bob Dylan