(Ivan Drever)This one is for Diana, wherever she may be.It's strange the people we meet who we never see again!There was this girl, slept on my floorDiana was her name, she said I'm cold and very tiredI showed her in and she sat downHer face was pale and drawn as she sat down upon the floorChorus:Sometimes we pass each otherSometimes we cannot tell which way we've comeAnd a fleeting glimpse of someoneIs sometimes all we'll knowShe looked at me through tired eyesI asked her where she came from then she said "the other side"I didn't know, that she was coldHer shoulders were sore though carrying her heavy loadChorusShe said "I'm glad you took me inThere was no other place tonight for me to lay me down"So when I said "Where are you from?""Phoenix is my home," she said, "a long long way from town"ChorusI said goodnight. As she lay downShe said "I must get something for this cold of mine tomorrow"I awoke, then she had goneI wonder where she is right now, I guess I'll never knowChorus