L'amour Hélas
Clio
Love, Alas
While I should be growing up
Talking about something else
Sometimes just the sweet stuff
In my songs
There's never much depth
Just our inclinations
Ah, our inclinations
The years go by
And love, alas
Never gets old for me
Never gets old for me
The years go by
And love, alas
Never gets old for me
Never gets old for me
I hear
That from time to time
We need lighter lines
But there's nothing to be done
My piano
It knows nothing else
Its black and white keys
Infinitely poured out
The years go by
And love, alas
Never gets old for me
Never gets old for me
The years go by
And love, alas
Never gets old for me
Never gets old for me
The years go by (the years go by)
And love, alas
Never gets old for me
Never (never)
The years go by (the years go by)
And love, alas
Never gets old for me
Never gets old for me (never)
