No Angels - Washes Over Me - 2003


I heard you went to France
Did you walk along the Seine?
Watch lovers hand in hand
Did you softly call my name
When you sat on a bench
After Tuileries
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 wish you loved me more?

Well forgive me if I dream, hold on to memories
But sometimes what might have been washes over me

Then in some dark cafe
Did you drink a glass of wine
The colour of my lips
After kissing you all night
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...

What might have have been if she hadn't caught your eye
Would I be the one you never leave, would grow old bye your side

Well forgive me...
Washes over me

I heard you went to France