You said I'm taking everthing that is mine Right down to the clock on the wall I watched as you packed up your things Then you turned and said, well, that's all Oh, but you overlooked just once item It's as much yours as the cloths that you wear Don't leave without taking your silver You left it right here in my hair It's yours for I didn't have it The moment you captured my soul First a liitle streak showed then finally it wove It's way right in with the gold I don't see how you over looked it For we both know that you put it there So don't leave without taking your silver You left it right here in my hair No, don't leave without taking your silver You left it right here in my hair...