Leonard Cohen

Seems So Long Ago, Nancy

It seems so long ago Nancy was alone Looking at the Late Late show Through a semi-precious stone In the House of Honesty Her father was on trial In the House of Mystery There was no one at all There was no one at all It seems so long ago None of us were strong; Nancy wore green stockings And she slept with everyone She never said she'd wait for us Although she was alone I think she fell in love for us In nineteen sixty one In nineteen sixty one It seems so long ago Nancy was alone A forty five beside her head An open telephone We told her she was beautiful We told her she was free But none of us would meet her in The House of Mystery The House of Mystery And now you look around you See her everywhere Many use her body Many comb her hair And In the hollow of the night When you are cold and numb You hear her talking freely then She's happy that you've come She's happy that you've come