Francis, you have so many things to say
But they all stay locked away
And when you don't know what to say anymore
You begin to cry
But your audience doesn't see that
You encourage them to dream, while you watch on
Francis, the words stay stuck in front of this girl who asks for
Nothing more than to be loved
You, you don't know how to go about it
Your throat tightens and your heart beats so fast
When your eyes are on her
But me, I'll never forget you and I count on you
To come to the aid
Of those who feel for you, what you write in your songs for her
Francis, I'm going soon and I think very, very hard of you
While my fingers play the piano for all I owe you
And remind you that you can have the world at your feet
If you don't let yourself get knocked down by those that leave you to the side
And me, I'll never forget you and I count on you
To come to the aid
Of those who feel for you, what you write in your songs for her
But me, I'll never forget you and I count on you
To come to the aid
Of those who feel for you, what you write in your songs for her