The Saxophone Song

You'll find me in a Berlin bar In a corner, brooding You know that I go very quiet When I am listening to you There's something special indeed There's something special indeed In all the places where I've seen you shine, boy There's something very real in how I feel, honey It's in me, it's in me, and you know it's for real Tuning in on your saxophone The candle burning over your shoulder Is throwing shadows from your saxophone A surly lady in tremor The stars that climb from her bowels Those stars make towers on vowels You'll never see that you had all of me You'll never see the poetry you stirred in me Of all the stars I've seen that shine so brightly I've never known or felt, in myself, so rightly It's in me, it's in me, and you know it's real Tuning in on your saxophone