I've a picture of you, a Parisian street

Early morning, late spring

I know what you were thinking



You were taking a break from life

You were traveling light

Pair of walking shoes and a sweater



You were where you were

When you pictured where you'd be

Anywhere but home



It's your last chance to change things

I know you've been getting by, alright

Alright's okay for the day to day

But for the rest of your life



Honest face like that

Can't take back too easy

Honest face like that

I just can't forget too easy

God knows I'm trying