Suzanne

Suzanne takes you down to her place by the river

You can hear the boats go by, spend the night forever

And you know that she's half-crazy, but that's why you want to be there

She feeds you tea and oranges that come all the way from China

And just when you want to tell her that you have no love to give her

She gets you on her wavelength, and she lets the river answer

That you've always been her lover

You want to travel with her

Want to travel blind

But you think maybe you will trust you

She's touched your perfect body with her mind

Jesus was a sailor when he walked upon the water

He spent a long time watching from his lonely wooden tower

And when he knew for certain that only drowning men could see him

He said, "All men will be sailors then until the sea shall free them"

But he himself was broken long before the sky would open

He was forsaken almost human he sank beneath your wisdom like a stone

But you want to travel with him

And you want to travel blind

And you think maybe you'll trust him

For he's touched your perfect body with his mind

Suzanne takes you down the place by the river

She's wearing rags and feathers from Salvation Army counters

And the sun pours down like honey on our Lady of the Harbor

And she shows you where to look amid the garbage and the flowers

There are heroes in the river, children in the morning

They're leaning out for love, they will lean that way forever

While Suzanne holds the mirror

But you want to travel with her

And you want to travel blind

And you think maybe you'd trust her

She's touched your perfect body with her mind

Suzanne takes you down to her place by the river