Testo: Blue Rodeo. Tremolo. Falling Down Blue.

We met in Montreal far from the crowd
Moving in circles running with so little time
We sat and we talked about rumors and lies
Stayed till the sun hit the floor
You wore the dress from the old market stop
People and places, said you were forgetting them all
Well, I dunno if i believed you or not
As I stared at you outside you door
Those were the times
That was out life

I probably wouln't change one little thing if I tried
Moments together mapped out like the stars in the sky
Now you're in the things that I do
Still I miss talking to you
Laying in your bed you said