Dans mon HLM - Renaud

In a long and involved conversation with myself

I saw precious things come into view

And I poured through the files taken off my mental shelf

I dusted off some memories of you

Then I thought about the times when all the fair was green

How the phoenix of our love, first flapped it’s silver wings

All the urgency and passion of each new day as it happened

And how it all mellowed as it grew

I remember the times that our laughter would explode

And how you would turn to hide your smile

And then the hours of silence while the perfumed candle glowed

And both of us meandered on for miles

I remember the time I said, I really had to go

I remember the tears that filled your eyes

Then I touched your hand and told you that it really was a lie

And though you never knew it dear, I cried

Well it’s amazing how time can so softly change your ways

And make you look at things that can’t be seen

And how the years that roll by can start you listening

Not just to what they say, but what they mean

So forgive me my dear if I seem preoccupied

And if the razor edge of youth filled love is gone

But we’re both a little older, our relationship has grown

Not just in how it’s shaped, but how it’s shown

So forgive me my dear if I seem preoccupied

And if the razor edge of youth filled love is gone

But we’re both a little older and our relationship has grown

Not just in how it’s shaped, but how it’s shown