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