Even in a robe you still looked good to me
Though sleep still dawdled in my veins
Oh, and you, so outrageous at breakfast
Marron glaces and champagne
We met on the sleeper from Avignon
Can I have a light you asked.
When I'd have given you
All you wished, first class
Later you tugged on my couchette curtain
I should have brushed you off with a laugh
Now there'd be nothing for me to regret
I guess I'm glad that I took all of those chances
Those sad chances
For now you swapped all the jewels of your promises
For cheap wisdom pearls,
Like there's more fish in the sea
You're better safe than sorry
How eloquent you are
But I have questions
You cannot answer
Are we friends
It's too late for that
Are we lovers
It's fate
Are we friends
It's too late for that
Are we lovers
It's too late
It's too late