Every road to Lyon

Que cherches tu
In this restless night
I have wandered far
From the wash of light
That obscured the stars
Ne cherche pas seule
Tu pas le trouvera
These words underlined

In Lyon
Waiting was never so fine
The river breeze and dancing lights
Her hair in my eyes
The feel of her denim like a fragrance
I can't identify
Is this a dream
Nothing can be like this ever
Ever again

Running free, courant libre
Beneath the trees, sous les arbres
All of me, le tout de moi
Would if I had this time again take every road
And every turn
Every road to Lyon

Like a blindness
On that wind she cries
Always the same, just amplified
All the time the dust gets in your eyes
Can't see nothing that's left behind
No way to find
No place no time, no time, no one thing
I can define

But I was free, j'étais libre
Beneath the trees, sous les arbres
All of me, le tout de moi
Would if I had this time again take every road
And every turn
Every road to Lyon

Mon amour
Ne fuis pas de moi 
Je vais pas te suivre, tu sais
Tu as la verité

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