Paris
There was a time I stayed in Paris
When the snowflakes storm and the wind blowed free
The streets were white and the people black
I tried to learn a song written by Rambling Jack
I wrote down what was in my mind
And I saw that I’ve been blind
Did all these years one thing wrong
I had been an actor and I played too long
I chose to be there on my own
Most of the days I was alone
I walked a lot along the roads
My problems felt as an easy load
When I woke up in my hotel bed
The naked truth did make me sad
The only thing that comforted me
Paris was a place to be
Is there a reason to be with you
When love is far away
Is there a reason to be with you
Give me the answer and I stay
I used my time in the cafes at night
To think about of what was wrong or what was right
I had to make a final choice
Sometimes I thought I heard a voice
Nobody said “shall I decide”
Don’t want to have anybody on my side
The only one who hit my knee
Was my friend Charlie
Is there a reason to be with you
When love is far away
Is there a reason to be with you
Give me the answer and I stay
© Stefan van de Sande 2003
Het origineel is te horen op de CD "The Stolen Waitress" 2008
(Dit is een oefenopname van 7-5-2010, samen met Hans Elmers op akoustische gitaar)
