Words cannot express my love for this man, his music, and more specifically, this song.
I’ve a picture of you: A parisian street Early morning Late spring And I know what you were thinking You were taking a break from life You were traveling light (A pair of walking shoes and a sweater) You were where you were When you pictured where you’d be: Anywhere but home
Well, it’s your last chance to change things
I know you’ve been getting by alright And alright’s okay from day to day But for the rest of your life?
An honest face like that You just can’t take back that easy An honest face like that I just can’t forget too easy (God knows I’m trying…)