That could be me    That could be me    Walking down the Seine    Where I'd throw my glasses away    That could be us    That could be us    Walking through the garden    Watch the flowers melt together    Boats reflected in the river    The picture on my wall    Your picture in my wallet    Blurry and beyond If I stare and stare,    maybe I'll be there and we'd walk through,    breathe through open mouth    I don't care what they'd say