Myriam's Song

This is the story of a girl and boy who fell in love

And then love kicked them both in the groin

It all began when they were both young fresh out of high school

Clutching at their hearts like a soldier does a rifle

She was on a holiday, he was on a road trip

They both arrived up north like postage

He was from a working class suburb of sydney

She was from a european family of privilege

And then they met and suddenly there’s romance

They took the ride like look ma no hands

Six million human beings living on the planet

These two managed to meet and make magic

[french chorus]

She said she saw him for the first time outside dancing in the rain to the rhythm of a swing band

He said his memory of meeting her was vague he claimed that his friend introduced them on the boulevard

They had a chemistry like lightning and kit flying

They both recognised fate in the fine print

She had a quick mind he had a sharp wit

They used to make love and both feel their heart’s skip

They lived together on an island on a river

Coconut diet fresh fish caught for dinner

Naked in the morning when they bathed and washed

They were happily lost like time had stopped

They were first time lovers in an endless summer

Sleeping in a hammock with no need for covers

Hearts full of courage reminiscing of thunderstorms

Learnin how to love like it had never been done before

[french chorus]

Reminisce

It make me sad when i think about it now how

They fought hard when they made it to the third round

Mistrust crept in and they both dropped the ball

Neither one read what was written there on the wall

Eventually she left and she flew back home

To start a new life in a different time zone

He got a phone call 5 years down the road

Maybe they could meet, have a drink and maybe say hello

They had dinner and compared their memories

Had a little cry about all their petty jealousies

He didn’t blame her and she didn’t blame him

First time love is such a delicate thing and still,

Since then they’ve become good friends

They talk about their new lovers in the present tense

And as a monument to what had come and gone

They sat down together and they wrote a sweet love song

[french chorus]