The same old café
She was seventeen she flew on her own until then
She discovered the love that I had for her
Well, in the 80's the mornings were great
But the sand has recovered the footsteps we left
I can't stand to be kissed someway else
To be touched by a hand
Made of ice with the pain of a story that ends
To be seen as a friend who did so much in vain
Who could stop all the rain, something I don't pretend
I'm me and I stay
In the same old café
To remember
She shed her last tear, her face shines again in the flame
She just carries on circling again and again
With the wrong bloke she's back, now I can't understand
Wasn't it her who said: "Walk straight to a new aim!"
Being kissed someway else, being touched by a hand
Made of stone with the blindness of the story she plans
Being seen as a friend who did so much again
Who could smash all the barriers, something I don't pretend
I'm me and I stay
In the same old café
To remember
She gets up one day, thinks of all the times we had shared
In a second her heart is filled with loneliness
Puts on her shoes and runs not to miss the first train
That would lead her to the café where I usually stand
And we meet each other as we did in the past
Yeah we laugh at each other as we did in the past
Realising the fact that nothing would last
We just kiss each other and we both lose our masks
She discovered the love that I had for her
Well, in the 80's the mornings were great
But the sand has recovered the footsteps we left
I can't stand to be kissed someway else
To be touched by a hand
Made of ice with the pain of a story that ends
To be seen as a friend who did so much in vain
Who could stop all the rain, something I don't pretend
I'm me and I stay
In the same old café
To remember
She shed her last tear, her face shines again in the flame
She just carries on circling again and again
With the wrong bloke she's back, now I can't understand
Wasn't it her who said: "Walk straight to a new aim!"
Being kissed someway else, being touched by a hand
Made of stone with the blindness of the story she plans
Being seen as a friend who did so much again
Who could smash all the barriers, something I don't pretend
I'm me and I stay
In the same old café
To remember
She gets up one day, thinks of all the times we had shared
In a second her heart is filled with loneliness
Puts on her shoes and runs not to miss the first train
That would lead her to the café where I usually stand
And we meet each other as we did in the past
Yeah we laugh at each other as we did in the past
Realising the fact that nothing would last
We just kiss each other and we both lose our masks
Credits
Writer(s): Hervé Rico
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