Under Your Spell - Bob Dylan

Something about you that I can’t shake

Don’t know how much more of this I can take

I’m under your spell.

I was knocked out and loaded in the naked night

When my last dream exploded I noticed your light

Baby, oh what a story I could tell.

It’s been nice seeing you you red me like a book

If you ever want to reach me you know where to look

Baby, I’ll be at the same hotel.

I’d like to help you but I’m in a bit of a jam

I’ll call you tomorrow if there’s phones where I am

Baby, caught between heaven and hell.

But I will be back I will survive

You’ll never get rid of me as long you’re alive

Baby, can’t you tell.

Well it’s four in the morning by the sounds of the birds

I’m staring at your picture I’m hearing your words

Baby, they ring in my head like a bell.

Turn back baby wipe your eye

Don’t think I’m leaving here without a kiss goodbye

Baby, is there anything left to tell?

I’ll see you later when I’m not so out of my head

Maybe next time I’ll let the dead bury the dead

Baby, what more can I tell?

Well the desert is hot the mountain is cursed

Pray that I don’t die of thirst

Baby, two feet from the well.