My beautiful French friend beyond the sea, Your laughter makes the distance lose its name; You tell me little things, and suddenly The ordinary world is lit with flame. Perhaps one day the stars will get it right, And all our hopeful dreaming will come true; I’ll find you in my arms, not just tonight In sleep, but where the morning reaches you. Till then, the ocean holds our skies apart— You’re gorgeous, and so close to having my heart.