Montreal- Dean Backholm
Lyrics- Clement
(Perhaps you are longing for this city just as I do, hope we can meet there one day)
I wanna tell you a story
And it makes me feel the same
I'll tell it to all the strangers
Living on the Virgin Bay
Little did we know that
When we came to Mexico
From different places
That we share a life of two
Talk of love that each other knew that'd die away
I could still fall into her eyes until
Her Canadian whisper but my heart stands still
This heart of mine so reasonably broken
is telling my head
'You've got to be joking'
'cause the memories you wrote
I still harder then cold
Not forgotten
But the cent of her skin makes those memories damned
They went away
She had a way of making the day
Flowing into another in searching for an easy way
Whisper at night we danced until the morning
I didn't pay attention, I didn't hear the warning
I considered the mind, thought we had time
I was mistaken
I continued my fault, and rest it all in the last
Like Friday came in the last
Like Friday came
And love returned to Montreal
She took everything and yet she left it all
And she looking at the window now
And wondering where I am
I may be anywhere
But my heart's in Montreal
I may be anywhere
But my heart's in Montreal