Album Cover Temporary Like Achilles

Temporary Like Achilles

Bob Dylan

6

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.