Washes Over Me Testo

Washes over me I heard you went to France Did you walk along the Seine Watched lovers hand in hand Did you softly call my name When you sat on a bench after Tuillerie And remembered I spoke french Did you have an ache for me When the river of regret Rushes past your door Will you give me just a thought And wished you loved me more Well forgive me if I dream Or hold on to memories But sometimes what might have been Washes over me Then in some dark café did you drink a glas of wine The colour of my lips After kissing you all night And my hair was such a mess By the time the morning came you held it off my neck Said you liked it best that way When the river of lost tears Freezes at your door Will you skate across your tears Just to touch my face once more Well forgive me if I dream Or hold on to memories But sometimes what might have been Washes over me What might have been If she hadn't caught your eyes Would I be the one you'd never leave Who would grow old by your side Well forgive me if I dream Or hold on to memories But sometimes what might have been Washes over me Washes over me I heared you went to France