Memories Of You: Love And Loss In Paris

Memories of you Long dark hair covering your face as you twirl me in your arms Your words warm with laughter, I'm taking you to Paris my darling And me Looking at you with big brown eyes Not knowing, yet Memories of you Face against the cold window Staring outside Trees running too fast, the train unable to keep up And me Asleep in your arms Lulled by the song of the tracks Memories of you Gare de Lyon, you said Spring in your step, Young, free, and happier than I've seen you in years And me Pulling along a little suitcase Trying to keep up Memories of you Up the narrow stairs of an old hotel in the Latin Quarter And me Following the ruffles of your skirt Counting steps, too many Memories of you Coffee in one hand, the other messing up my hair Cold morning air through the open window Wake up, little one, this day is waiting to be devoured And me Squinting at the wrought iron outside the window Stretching lazily Not understanding your hurry Memories of you My favorite gardens in the entire city, you say Dust on your little shoes Steps barely touching the ground you walk on Happy and free And me Eyes wide open Taking in the sights and sounds of the city Memories of you Dancing on a bridge at sunset Accordion music, balm on the soul And me, Wishing I could see you like this forever Memories of you Quiet steps on cobblestone streets Darkness over the city Melancholy creeping under your lashes Squeezed out in a couple of tears Time to go home, my baby And me Holding that hand Thoughts of eternity taken into the night Memories of you Hospital gown on your tiny body In a bed too large for you now And you whisper Take me back to Paris I'll get better there And me Walking once again in your favorite gardens Looking for you in every pebble I kick In every leaf I watch falling In every voice that calls, come to me baby But there's no you...