Francis

Francis, you have so much to say
But it all remains locked up
And when you don't know what to say anymore
You start to cry
But your audience doesn't see that
You inspire them to dream, while you watch them
Francis, the words remain stuck in front of that girl who doesn't ask
For anything more than to be loved
You don't know how to approach it
Your throat tightens, and your heart beats faster
While your eyes are on her

But I won't forget you
And I count on you
To come to the aid
Of those who feel for you
What you write in
These songs for her

Francis, I'm leaving soon
And I think very strongly of you
While my fingers play on the piano everything I owe you
And remember that you can have the world at your feet
If you don't let yourself be beaten down by those who leave you aside

And I won't forget you
And I count on you
To come to the aid
Of those who feel for you
What you write in
These songs for her
But I won't forget you
And I count on you
To come to the aid
Of those who feel for you
What you write in
These songs for her