La-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la, la, la
La-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la
Catch a train to a plane to a place overseas
Over clouds, over fields, over rivers and trees
And they're serving me coffee to put me at ease
But I'm drifting without you
Born on the breeze from my home
La-la-la, la-la-la
La-la, la, la
La-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la
See the sights, see the lights as they shine on the Seine
Eiffel Tower stands so tall that it's lost in the rain
Tour the town with a friend and try not to explain
How I'm drifting without you
Born on the breeze from my home
La-la-la, la-la-la
La-la, la, la
La-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la
Cold empty room and a bottle of wine
It's too early to sleep but it's too late to dine
So I'll sit and I'll write that the weather is fine
And that Aznavour signed you a picture
I met stars, I rode cars down the Champs Elysees
Let time pass through a glass at a pavement café
Though I smile all the while, I'm just hiding the way
That I'm drifting without you
Born on the breeze from my home
La-la-la, la-la-la
La-la, la, la
La-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la
The day ends with my friends giving numbers to ring
I shake hands and make plans to return in the spring
And I promise you'll come so I won't have to sing
How I'm drifting without you
Born on the breeze from my home
La-la-la, la-la-la
La-la, la, la
La-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la, la, la
La-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la
La-la-la, la-la, la, la
La-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la
Catch a train to a plane to a place overseas
Over clouds, over fields, over rivers and trees
And they're serving me coffee to put me at ease
But I'm drifting without you
Born on the breeze from my home
La-la-la, la-la-la
La-la, la, la
La-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la
See the sights, see the lights as they shine on the Seine
Eiffel Tower stands so tall that it's lost in the rain
Tour the town with a friend and try not to explain
How I'm drifting without you
Born on the breeze from my home
La-la-la, la-la-la
La-la, la, la
La-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la
Cold empty room and a bottle of wine
It's too early to sleep but it's too late to dine
So I'll sit and I'll write that the weather is fine
And that Aznavour signed you a picture
I met stars, I rode cars down the Champs Elysees
Let time pass through a glass at a pavement café
Though I smile all the while, I'm just hiding the way
That I'm drifting without you
Born on the breeze from my home
La-la-la, la-la-la
La-la, la, la
La-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la
The day ends with my friends giving numbers to ring
I shake hands and make plans to return in the spring
And I promise you'll come so I won't have to sing
How I'm drifting without you
Born on the breeze from my home
La-la-la, la-la-la
La-la, la, la
La-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la, la, la
La-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la
( Harvey Andrews )
www.ChordsAZ.com