From the recording Cocktail Talk
Lyrics
I learned about you...such heartbreaking news... Our sole connection...we shared the same school... I never knew you...nor your family or friends
And were you happy...with your life in the end?
Cause every morning I wake up... nothing to say... Thirty-eight years old...and your life slipped away, away
Like a language...in a different tongue
What’s the meaning...why the good die young?
No dusty luggage...in the world that you roam
And in your travels...you made Paris home
You could teach them words...that I don’t understand... And live a full life...with a different plan
Cause every morning I wake up... nothing to say... Thirty-eight years old...and your life slipped away, away
Like a language...in a different tongue
What’s the meaning...why the good die young?
Like a language...in a different tongue
What’s the meaning...why the good die young? Like a language...in a different tongue
What’s the meaning...why the good die young?
I learned about you...we shared the same school