If you have words to speak of her Don't use the time to talk of shame The lies you sell are not of her But of another with her name She wandered through my changing years On all she touched she left her trace And all the wonders of the day Where bowed in shame before her grace I knew her in her Winter coat Wrapped against the biting cold I knew her naked in the sun She reached into my very soul I still can taste her sweet perfume Imagination still it plays Her face lit with that crocked smile A whisper of my young days So do not taint me with your tongue What's truth to you is not for me Just turn your face and walk away And leave me with my memories And if you speak if her at all Don't use the words that twist and stain For I would know her only As I used to know her then