My eyelids are getting a little heavy, but in a mile or two
After the turn, in a little bar, there's a fire
You, you've been sleeping since the highway, tired, upset no doubt
We've got a mile, maybe, and then coffee by the fire
I look at you for an instant, you're almost pressed against me
A right turn, a little hard, that lays you against me
I wish this turn would never end
I straighten up, gently, smoothly, your face on my neck...
The days will pass, and the weeks and the years
As long as I have you at my side
And with each of life's gestures I will love you
The days will pass, and the weeks and the years
As long as I have you at my side
And with each of life's gestures I will love you
In an hour, we'll have a better view, the fog will dissipate a little
The windshield wipers go back and forth, making trails in front of my eyes
Lights from lighthouses, the village and over there the bar
Holding your head, I stop on the roadside, close to the cafe
And in the buzz of the bees, little by little the silence wakes you up
I feel empty, tired, but so close to you
I wish this trip would never end
You smile, brusquely, without a word, your hand glides across my back...
The days will pass, and the weeks and the years
As long as I have you at my side
And with each of life's gestures I will love you
The days will pass, and the weeks and the years
As long as I have you at my side
And with each of life's gestures I will love you
The days will pass, and the weeks and the years
As long as I have you at my side
And with each of life's gestures I will love you
The days will pass, and the weeks and the years
As long as I have you at my side
And with each of life's gestures I will love you