Carry a Torch - Steve Wynn

Havana was burning and there was nothing I could do

Put a record on the stereo and wrote a letter to you

I read it for you as well;

stories I couldn’t tell that came true

Carry a torch, carry a torch.

It’s allright now

Carry a torch, carry a torch.

It’s time to burn it down

Robert Mitchum was dying but I wouldn’t take the blame

The blood looked better in black and white but it was color just the same

The heroine looked like you.

What else could I do but turn away?

(ch)

The national anthem was playing but I didn’t bother to rise

So, I unplugged my phone and I closed my eyes

These days when I dream, nothing ever seems to make any sense (ch)