That could be me

That could be me

Walking down the Seine

Where I'd throw my glasses away

That could be us

That could be us

Walking through the garden

Watch the flowers melt together

Boats reflected in the river

The picture on my wall

Your picture in my wallet

Blurry and beyond

If I stare and stare, maybe I'll be there

and we'd walk through, breathe through open mouth

I don't care what they'd say