FINGERPRINTS
Phil Spectre & Leonard Cohen

Leonard Cohen


I touched you once to often
Now I don't know who I am.
My fingerprints were missing
When I wiped away the jam.


I called my fingerprints all night
But they don't seem to care
The last time that I saw them
They were leafing through your hair.


Fingerprints, fingerprints,
Where are you now, my fingerprints?


I thought I'd leave this morning
So I emptied out your drawer.
A hundred thousand fingerprints
Floated to the floor.


You hardly stopped to pick them up.
You don't care what you lose.
You don't even seem to know
Whose fingerprints are whose.


Fingerprints, fingerprints,
Where are you now, my fingerprints?


And now you want to marry me
And take me down the aisle
And throw confetti fingerprints.
You know that's not my style.


O sure I'd like to marry you
But I can't face the dawn
With any girl who knew me
When my fingerprints were on.


Fingerprints, fingerprints,
Where are you now, my fingerprints?








(Contributed by Max Gange - September 2007)