Tracing back my steps in time. All I do is think about you Charlotte. And the love is left behind. I first saw Paris in Soho when I was thirteen. . Sitting on a coffin drinking coffee.
In this crowded desert they call Paris. I've been watching you. Watching you, watching me. And every time I think of you. I think could this be love. Ai, ai, ai, ai.
A secret history of a time to come. The free explosion, everyone must search. For what he loves and for what attracts him. So I took Eric, Mr.Satie to an Algerian Rai Club.