Saphire earings in the one hand

Long stem rose and cash in the other

Got one last kiss on her forehead

Wonder what she's going to tell mother

Out the window to the alley

Join the sidewalk crowd and dissapear

Take the last train to Marseilles



Theres not much more to discuss

There's you and me but there's no us

So if you would just get out of the way.

I'm not sure where I'm going to go

What I'll do but this I know

That if I don't write then I'm OK



France is grey and needs a shower

Waves of fog roll by my window and

I could sleep for days on end, but

I keep hearing voices that I know

Strange, this train car makes me nervous

Even though I've got it to myself

Feels like someone watching me



(Second Chorus- unintelligble)



Saphire earings in the one hand

Long stem rose and cash in the other

Got one last kiss on her forehead

Wonder what she's going to tell mother

Out the window to the alley

Join the sidewalk crowd and dissapear

Take the last train to Marseilles