Sir, may I lend a hand? May I take your cane? Careful of the curb, here we go! What are you doing? This is my corner! Put away your cup, turn in on the lane, listen to the squeak of the bakery cart Leaving a trail of breadcrumbs Do you hear the laugh coming from the priest? He has crinkly eyes Who are you? Looking through the glass, focused on the feast in the grocery window There's a display that is three lemon slices deep As children walk out the door Sweet lemon ices Sweet lemon ices I should take you back now No, no, I can stay a little longer What was that? An envelope opens A cat in a hallway A filament flashes Flickers and dies And there goes a hat Thrown in the air Thrown in the air I can feel every stranger in Paris just waiting to collide How a heart can pull like a moon as we circle each other Then crushing me together I can feel every stranger in Paris just waiting to collide How a heart can pull like a moon as we circle each other Then crushing me together We end up open wide Here, where the buses stop, you can find a kiosk under staples and glue Now the barbershop, now the laundromat, now at the métro, adieu Wait, tell me your name Au revoir Au revoir Au revoir Merci I can see everything clear now I can see everything clear now I can see everything clear now