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?