Leonard Cohen

For now I need your hidden love.

I'm cold as a new razor blade.
You left when I told you I was curious.
Did I ever say that I was brave?

So long, Marianne, it's time that we began
to laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again.

You are really such a pretty one.
I see you've gone and changed your name again.
And just when I climbed this mountainside
to wash my eyelids in the rain.