Quinn’s Old Flame Songtext
von Black

She met him near an Easter
With the flowers coming through
The rain start to recede
The sky to turnin′ blue
She met him as a lover
A tinder to the spark
He met her as the latest lonely
Question mark

He loved her in the abstract
Each of her body parts
He loves her still at night
He draws a mental chart
Then he puts the parts together
And he sits smiling to himself
And he draws her to him
He draws her to him


And he wonders how he got here
And he wonders what he'll be
He calls it fate
He calls it destiny

Take any road out and it ends the same
He′s not strong enough to choose her
He's Quinn's old flame

And he wished that he was handsome
Or at least well read
That his name was Rocky
Or T-Bone or Red
He can call her what he wants
Give her a thousand names
A thousand names

But he′s a born again loser
He′s Quinn's old flame

And he wonders how he got here
And he wonders what he′ll be
He calls it fate
He calls it destiny

Take any road out and it ends the same
He's not strong enough to choose her
He′s Quinn's old flame


Quinn′s old flame

And he entertains a dream
Of putting down some roots
In every place of business
That he is passing through
Can't forget
He can't forget what they could have been
But she liked him as he came

He came as Quinn′s old flame

And he wonders how he got here
And he wonders what he′ll be
He calls it fate
He calls it destiny

Take any road out and it ends the same
He's not strong enough to choose her
He′s not strong enough to choose her
He's not strong enough to choose her

He′s Quinn's old flame
He′s Quinn's old flame