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