Sage Comme Une Image
Lio
As Wise As a Picture
It's a no, but don't think
That I'm not old enough yet
It's nothing else
But a matter of makeup
You might risk
Removing the red from my lips
I don't touch anyone
And no one touches me
I'm as wise as a picture
Wise as a picture
Shining on the page
But not for your use
Lying in my room
Distracted, I gaze
At the ringing phone
And yet it seems to me
I've warned you well
I never answer
It's really nice
That you thought of me
It's really nice
That you thought of me, but
If sometimes I'm bored
It's not really serious
Modern girls
Don't cry because they know
They don't wait for anyone
They prefer to play alone
And learn to lead the game
As they want
All the records I love
Speak to me and protect me
Just play them
To shorten the nights
The covers go by
And I would quite like
To be like them
Made of glossy paper
