Paroles
I was thinking of your photograph
The one where you look sad
I was thinking of the note you wrote
And how it made me laugh
I was thinking of the past
And how we let it slip away so fast
Summer evenings by the River Thames
Secret times in St James Park
In our own world as the world flowed by
Dreaming as the sky grew dark
I was thinking of those days
And how they seemed to vanish in the haze
All the minutes slip away then
Days then years and decades fade
You said you'd write and so did I
As we turned and walked away
Cities change and lovers say goodbye
Chairs are stacked and cafes close
People fall and buildings rise high
Casting shadows on the road
I was thinking of our life
And how a photograph is all that's left