Lyrics

Dark Side Of The Street

He sits on a park bench feeding the birds.
I sit down beside him we speak a few words.
He tells me the story of someone that he'd met,
A long time ago, yet he'll never forgot.

Her eyes in the moonlight in the town of Marseilles,
Or taking a stroll on the Champs de Elysses.
Then a sad little smile, appears on his face,
As he talks of the night that he went away.

There were tears in her eyes, as he held her tight.
The times that they had, together were grand,
But then he had to leave.

He watched her from the cab, as she slowly waved her hand.
As they pulled away, he watched her flee into the night,
From the dark side of the street.

Break

There were tears in her eyes, as he held her tight.
The times that they had, together were grand,
But then he had to leave.

He watched her from the cab, as she slowly waved her hand.
As they pulled away, he watched her flee into the night,
From the dark side of the street.





Ac Jim Berault 2000