I sat there on the coast of Marseilles My thoughts came by like wind through my hand How good it'd be to feel you again How good it'd be to feel that way again Would you be remembering me? I ask that question time and again The answer came and haunted me so I would not want to think it again No I would not want to think it again You make it so hard to forget I haven't stopped lovin' you yet You make it so hard to forget I haven't stopped lovin' you yet When I left the coast of Marseilles I hadn't done what I'd come to do Spent all the money I'd saved Still did not get over you No I still did not get over you