Sign Language

By bob dylan You speak to me in sign language, As Im eating a sandwich in a small cafe At a quarter to three. But I cant respond to your sign language. Youre taking advantage, bringing me down. Cant you make any sound? twas there by the bakery, surrounded by fakery. This is my story, still Im still there. Does she know I still care? Link wray was playing on a jukebox, I was paying For the words I was saying, so misunderstood. He didnt do me no good. First verse Second verse