there is nothing you asked for
i counted
the hotel room is sad just like
the seaside
there is no one you care for
you counted
not a guy at the bar except
the one that comes searching
and screaming for you
but you’re already there
on a cloud a skinny girl
you never met before
reads aloud about the sky and hope
she’s holding you spellbound
all horns wane and subside
folks fidgeting about on television
the water is troubled and fluorescent
you pick up the phone
half-smiling you request
don’t look for me no more
the siren’s got lost in the city lights
no don’t look for me no more
the siren’s got lost in the city lights
in the city lights
i keep on seeing quasi-stellars
in the deep of your eyes
i keep exploring roundabouts
one way flows in the skies
can a sun turn to stone
dearest
is that you on the phone
folks fidgeting about on television
the space is troubled and fluorescent
in the city lights
This "Live at Montreux" is an incredible rendition of the beauty of her music. "Ugly and Vengeful" will make you cry with this fantastic version, sublimating the studio version. Jérémy Payan