Another Man's Prize (Al Kooper)

Sand in the heat and the sun in her hair Ocean at her feet There was no one else there And I silently wept as she turned me away The tears on my face? Salt-water, I prayed... Daughter of a banker with the green in her blood And me such a failure - just a poor fool in love Recommendations; Everyone said: "You've just one thing in common, You're both out of your heads" How could I be with ANOTHER MAN'S PRIZE? How could I possibly rationalize? Blinded by beauty in a web spun full of lies She was not my possession But ANOTHER MAN'S PRIZE He was born into high stock of privilige and class And there but for fortune still I never will pass But he took for granted what I treasured for life And all his trappings and riches Nearly cost him his wife He couldn't tell she was ANOTHER MAN'S PRIZE She just slipped through his fingers "neath the glaze in his eyes And as I was about to reach that very highest of highs It was my miscalculation Cause she was ANOTHER MAN'S PRIZE The worst feeling on earth is to know you've been used 'Specially after that moment when two bodies are fused When you build a false heaven - you've the devil to pay And now that I know how I wound up this way How could I be with ANOTHER MAN'S PRIZE? How could I possibly rationalize? Blinded by beauty in a web spun full of lies She was not my possession But ANOTHER MAN'S PRIZE She was not my possession But ANOTHER MAN'S PRIZE