I'm a collector of silhouettes
That I catch on my wall at night
And I've been collecting them
…well …for a few years now
In an empty bottle of gin
I drank the gin some years ago
When I knew that for the last time
Her shadow was dancing on my wall
I'm a collector of silhouettes
I've got a respectable collection for my age
But the problem is a collector
Has a head full of ideas
About what he hasn't got, but would like
Because she
Like this bottle
Appears unreturnable
And neither one
Nor the other
Was really that bad