Diamonds and Rust_Joan baez
Diamonds and Rust Well I'll be damned. Here comes your ghost again. But that's not unusual. It's just that the moon is full and you happened to call. And here I sit,hand on the telephone,hearing a voice I'd known, a couple of lights years ago heading straight for a fall. As I remember your eyes were bluer than robin's eggs, my poetry was lousy, you said. "Where are you calling..
