He felt the heat of the night hit him like a freight train
Songwriter: Bob Dylan
They walked along by the old canal a little confused, I remember well
I still believe she was my twin but I lost the ring
T'was then he felt alone and wished that he'd gone straight
People tell me its a sin to know and feel too much within
She dropped a coin into the cup of a blind man at the gate
And stopped into a strange hotel with a neon burnin' bright
As she was walkin' on by the arcade
And watched out for a simple twist of fate
He woke up, the room was bare, he didn't see her anywhere
Publisher: RAM'S HORN MUSIC
Blame it on a simple twist of fate
And walks along with a parrot that talks
She was born in spring but I was born too late
He told himself he didn't care, pushed the window open wide
Once more for a simple twist of fate
And forgot about a simple twist of fate
They sat together in the park as the evening sky grew dark
Felt an emptiness inside to which he just could not relate
Hunts her down by the waterfront docks where the sailors all come in
He hears the ticking of the clocks
Maybe she'll pick him out again, how long must he wait?
A saxophone someplace far off played
Brought on by a simple twist of fate
Moving with a simple twist of fate
She looked at him and he felt a spark tingle to his bones
As the light bust through a beat-up shade where he was wakin' up