Tangier

She got her suitcase ready, recognized the station
And got off the train
She walked along the water, young boys looking
As the sun came up behind Spain
She climbed the steep stone stairs up to the hotel
She got her old room it didn't look the same
The restaurant's empty like it never used to be
All those American writers she used to see

Walking the narrow alleys up the hill
Getting lost as she liked to do
Having a rest up there, resisting the urge
Of just letting her days go

He'd been down to the Gran Café
To try to settle his affairs
Now back at the Fuentes he talked to the waiter
Took his table upstairs
He put away the mint tea and when gazing to the right
Walking on to the square he couldn't believe his eyes
He got up from his chair, stood against the rail
Leaned over and softly called her name

Finally meeting again after all these years
She held him close, whispered "my dear", as her eyes welled up
But this won't be the time, as it never was
For them to leave together

They found a backroom where they could talk
They sat close together but there was little to say
When he was free, she was not
When he got back, she was lost
But when they did meet it was like the world stopped
They could be inside it, but never for long
So years went on and then were gone
He said "I knew someday you'd come"

Finally meeting again after all this time
She held him close, whispered his name, as her eyes welled up
But this won't be the time, as it never was
For them to leave together