Suzanne

Suzanne takes you down to her place by the river
You can hear the boats go by, spend the night forever
And you know that she's half-crazy, but that's why you want to be there
She feeds you tea and oranges that come all the way from China
And just when you want to tell her that you have no love to give her
She gets you on her wavelength, and she lets the river answer
That you've always been her lover

You want to travel with her
Want to travel blind
But you think maybe you will trust you
She's touched your perfect body with her mind

Jesus was a sailor when he walked upon the water
He spent a long time watching from his lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain that only drowning men could see him
He said, "All men will be sailors then until the sea shall free them"
But he himself was broken long before the sky would open
He was forsaken almost human he sank beneath your wisdom like a stone

But you want to travel with him
And you want to travel blind
And you think maybe you'll trust him
For he's touched your perfect body with his mind

Suzanne takes you down the place by the river
She's wearing rags and feathers from Salvation Army counters
And the sun pours down like honey on our Lady of the Harbor
And she shows you where to look amid the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the river, children in the morning
They're leaning out for love, they will lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds the mirror

But you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you think maybe you'd trust her
She's touched your perfect body with her mind

Suzanne takes you down to her place by the river