Past Imperfect Lyrics - Lloyd Cole

Excuse me, could I use your pen 

I have mislaid my own 

Somewhere out here in space and time 

Between this place and home 

Maybe she lies on the subway platform 

Forsaken and forlorn 

All of this and more and that's not all 

I can't recall 

What was on my mind in Amsterdam 

In 1984? 

And what did I want from the pouring rain 

Was it phonographic score? 

And why was my head in the unmade bed 

With a girl who's name I lost? 

I can't unwrite the tune 

Or discount the cost 

I can't recall 

I met a bartender at 3 of Clubs 

Which is somewhere in LA 

I thought, maybe, he was a friend of mine 

I almost knew his face 

Reluctantly impressionist 

No star to chart my course 

Ships pass in the night and take on board 

More than I recall 

Excuse me, could I use your pen 

I have mislaid my own 

Somewhere out here in all this space and time 

Between this place and home 

Maybe she lies on the check out station 

Forsaken and forlorn 

I've half a mind to find myself 

And half...