Lyrics

Her winter coat was buttoned tight against the wind As she walked towards to the ticket office Where to? She tried to find her purse in her cluttered bag Makeup, toothbrush, her notebook, some keys Not enough money to get to Vienna But perhaps she can stay in Paris for a while Nobody knows her there Maybe she could get a job waiting tables Or maybe its best to keep moving Or maybe its best to keep moving She walked towards the ticket office But perhaps she can stay in Paris for a while Nobody knows her there Maybe she could get a job waiting tables It'll give herself some time to think Give herself some time to think Nobody knows her there Nobody knows her there Nobody knows her there She walked towards the ticket office