I heard you went to France 

Did you walk along the seine 

Watched lovers hand in hand 

Did you softly call my name 



When you sat on a bench 

After tuilerie 

And remembered I spoke French 

Did you have an ache for me 



N' when the river of regret 

Rushes passed your door 

Will you give me just a thought 

And wish you loved me more 



Well, forgive me if I dream 

Or 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 



And my hair was such a mess 

By the time the mornin' came 

You held it off my neck 

Said you liked it best that way 



N' when the river of lost years 

Freezes at your door 

Will you scate across your tears 

Just to touch my face once more 



Well, forgive me if I dream 

Or hold on to memories 

But sometimes what might have been 

Washes over me 



What might have been 

If she hadn't caught your eye 

Would I be the one you'd never leave 

Who would grow old by your side 



Well, forgive me if I dream 

Or hold on to memories 

But sometimes what might have been 

Washes over me 

Washes over me 

I heard you went to france