Lyrics Ron Sexsmith

Ron Sexsmith

Diana Sweets

Diana Sweets

Down St.Paul there is a gaping hole

Where once my Diana used to be

But summer's faded into autumn

Gone with all her golden opportunities...

I was sipping on a soda

Once with my Uncle George

He said he'd take me if I was a good boy

That was long ago

A door forever closed

Still in my mind I see Diana Sweets

And the sweet sweet summers I've known

Sweet summers now long gone

When everything seems to be wrong...

Diana

From Western Hill cut to my window sill

In some hotel near Krefield Germany

Am I doomed to wander every back road

Of my mind for all eternity?

Why do I keep on knocking

When there's nobody home

And calling where no one can pick up the phone?

For sentimental reasons

I keep on believing

In some faded dream of Diana Sweets

And the sweet sweet summmers I've known

Sweet summers now long gone

Diana where have you gone?

Diana....

Why do we keep on knocking when there's nobody home

And calling where no one can pick up the phone?

For sentimental reasons

I'll keep on believing

In some faded dream of Diana Sweets