From Baltimore To Paris

You knew those Belvedere weekends Were just the beginning Of a long way home You were not meant to be Just good friends Rumor red You were ahead of your time From Baltimore to Paris You held your head up high Held back the tears Across the years A prisoner of circumstances Outside looking in If you had your time over Would you do it all again? He was your lonely little boy Lost in deep water and about to go down You soon became his favorite toy A brighter jewel than any in the crown He abandoned what he promised you When he could not turn the tide With a lifetime to prove yourselves It was enough for you to be at his side You gave up your pride Rumor red One step ahead of your time