Sylvia, The Cup of Youth

Your eyes caught the light grey and bright winter sky You came round to my place just to say you weren't alone You were dressed like a Misfit, I liked it I guess Never mind what you said, I wasn't listening to you then Played your straight man it's true, well I was straighter than you I laughed at all your mystic views, I think you confused that for kind And though the west coast was your home, you liked it best where you weren't known I wanted to be yours alone, but wanting never made you mine Sylvia, oh Sylvia You never were my Sylvia it's true Sometimes you'd kid and say I was your Galahad I never was as good as that but you Still searching for the cup of youth Then your lips didn't taste like it meant the same to you There were some things I wouldn't do in the back of a black car And I turned a darker blue when you said what we both knew Then you went and spent your rent getting drunk in hotel bars You drove to Washington just to do the same again You felt the coarseness creeping in so you sailed to Saigon But you soon were back again living with an old girlfriend When she went to bed at ten you asked if I was still alone Sylvia, oh Sylvia You'd take a swing if someone called you cute Sometimes you'd kid and say I was your Galahad I never was as good as that but you Still searching for the cup of youth I got someone here who's kind and a child on my mind You've left a lot of us behind, but I don't think you were wrong 'Cuz last I heard you knew the words to every pop country song You became the radio, you'd been traveling that long Sylvia, oh Sylvia Could be anything to anyone but true Sometimes I wish I never let you let me down Sometimes I wished I died in your bedroom Sylvia, oh Sylvia You never were anyone's that's true I'm older than I was and I was older then You seem the same when I catch sight of you Did you find the cup of youth?