Now you’re handing her that same old line
It’s just straws in the wind this time
When love has died
There’s none starry-eyed
No kiss, no tears,
No farewell souvenirs
Not even a token, when the spell is broken.
Richard Thompson:
When the spell is broken
That is what a guitar player sounds like. Thank you for this, I have three versions of this song, but I’d not heard this one, and the playing even better than on the ones I already have.
It’s very good, isn’t it.