If I Don`t

<br>Saphire earings in the one hand<br>Long stem rose and cash in the other<br>Got one last kiss on her forehead<br>Wonder what she`s going to tell mother<br>Out the window to the alley<br>Join the sidewalk crowd and dissapear<br>Take the last train to Marseilles<br><br>Theres not much mroe to discuss<br>There`s you adn me but there`s no us<br>So if you would just get out of the way.<br>I`m not sure where I`m going to go<br>What I`ll do but this I know<br>That if I don`t write then I`m OK<br><br>France is grey and needs a shower<br>Waves of fog roll by my window and<br>I could sleep for days on end, but<br>I keep hearing voices that I know<br>Strange, this train car makes me nervous<br>Even though I`ve got it to myself<br>Feels like someone watching me<br><br>[Second Chorus- unintelligble}<br><br>Saphire earings in the one hand<br>Long stem rose and cash in the other<br>Got one last kiss on her forehead<br>Wonder what she`s going to tell mother<br>Out the window to the alley<br>Join the sidewalk crowd and dissapear<br>Take the last train to Marseilles