A Map of Paris

Lyrics

When mama passed away I drove to Sante Fe Used the key beside the door I chased the ghosts in every room as quiet as a tomb And filled the boxes on the floor In the pocket of her winter coat I found a map of Paris A map of Paris Scribbled on it was a note she wrote but never shared I guess everyone dreams of something And keeps it hidden inside their heart Like a map of Paris A map of Paris I know they planned to go some fifty years ago But settled for the Jersey shore By the time September came they were choosing baby names And put it off a little more, and a little more In the pocket of her winter coat I found a map of Paris A map of Paris Scribbled on it was a note she wrote but never shared Is there such a thing as really knowing someone Or is there always some part we miss Like a map of Paris Traced in blue were the walks never taken Views that never awakened Down Boulevard Saint-Germain after the rain She'd go walking in her winter coat with a map of Paris A map of Paris Scribbled on it was a note she wrote but never shared with anyone What is it you and I are dreaming that no one's ever been told Like a map of Paris A map of Paris