I'm Not There - Shirley Bassey

Down the corridors of misty dreams

I chase the strange, elusive scenes

Of childhood days and playground games

And over here the angry names

That once were hurled in early years

And echo still in unshared tears

But I’m not there

No, I’m not there

In the attic of my memory

I see the faded tapestry

Of tangled threads from daisy chains

Collected in the sudden rains

Of summer days gone quickly by

I turn my face away and sigh

But I’m not there

No, I’m not there

I pass through brightly-lighted doors

To join the dance on crowded floors

Until the throbbing rhythm numbs

And one more empty night becomes

Another link that slipped the chain

And never can be found again

But I’m not there

No, I’m not there

On a day that hasn’t dawned as yet

Perhaps someone I’ve never met

Will say, «I'll tell you who you are»

«You are the one I’ve waited for

And when I look into those eyes

That strip me bare of all disguise

Then I’ll be there

Then I’ll be there