It's just a few words exchanged between lovers It's just a little band of gold It's just a picture that you put in a frame To hold onto when you get old
It's as delicate as something you dreamed of And it's a thin thin line It's so fleeting you could blink and you'd miss All you had and all you left behind
Do you remember where we stayed in the fall? In the Alsace-Lorraine A little caravan all yellow and blue with a tin roof To keep out the rain
You were flipping through a photograph album Recalling places by name The way you held me when I fеll into pieces I knew I'd nеver love again
And now I'm standing in my shoes at the front door And I can believe Only in my imagination would I be a fool Enough to leave
There's a promise we committed to paper But what we didn't know then Reservoirs we didn't know we had in us Could flow as ink flows from a pen
It's just a few words exchanged between lovers It's just a little band of gold It's just a picture that you put in a frame to hold onto When you get oldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
