Home Again

                                  In the morning I open the shutters of my room.

And feel you smile.

I can see all the faces the traffic rushing by.

There are no parades.

Nobody at the door.

Just laughter making its way around the room.



I can't go home again.

I can't go home again.



I love you in Paris. 

I love the way we move.

Like something's happening.

But it feels so much colder, and winter's coming soon.

Mama Dew's outside. 

Frost is at the door.

And when we leave I feel the sting I've never felt before.



I can't go home again.

I can't go home again.



I could never leave you.

I could never leave you.

Not in Paris on this perfect afternoon.



I can't go home again.

I can't go home again.

I can't go home again.

I can't go home again