It was far back in December, I still remember
The studied mess in the back of your room
The snow outside that we watched falling
And especially our hearts that were swirling strongly

Of the two of us, it was you who had the experience
You turned up the radio one or two notches more
It suited me, I admit, I was afraid of silences
And suddenly the song started immense
You whispered two words but I couldn't hear

I was lost in my distant moons
I was listening to Sweet Baby James
After a long kiss, you asked "do you love me?"
I lied, I wasn't going to say after all
That I was listening to Sweet Baby James

I remember my fingers beating the tempo
Of a chord progression that gave me fever
I should have thought then only of your lips
Of your burning looks and the honey of your skin

I never said the words you dreamed of hearing
I always remember your long black hair
The lengths of the corridor when I left the room
The mirror-snow in the cold of December
And the strange voice that had changed the story

I was lost in my distant lines
And I was listening to Sweet Baby James
I should have returned, explain to you that after all
I never wanted to hurt you
But that I was listening to Sweet Baby James

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