Deborah, you know me too well--
you're a lucky girl that way!
So many years have been kind to you
Didn't we swear that we'd meet again?
Wasn't it supposed to be just about 12 years ago
that we'd agreed to gather that summer day at the Blue Hole?
To see the way time had changed who we were?
Surely we would know each other still!
No one knows just how deep the Blue Hole goes
It's said to be a mystery that way
It's so deep it's like you're lookin thru a veil of indigo
Well, it's the surge of vertigo I fear
and that's no mystery
Deborah, you know me too well--
you're a lucky girl that way!
You knew me when I was younger
You knew me when I was thin
You knew me when I was handsome, wasn't I, Deborah?
Robert says they closed the Blue Hole some years ago
Maybe something at that trout farm next door went weird, you never know!
I guess it's safe now to say that you'll never know
but it's funny that I never thought to ask him how
And now I'd like to know how you can close such a deep hole down
and forget about it...
Deborah, you know me too well
You're a lucky, lucky girl that way
Deborah, you know me so well--
you're a lucky girl that way!
Deborah, you know me too well
Deborah, let's not meet again
