Françoise Hardy
I WISH IT WERE ME

1964


By the way she was smiling
With her eyes so beguiling
I could tell at a glance
That I hadn't a chance

She is almost too lovely
But I wish it were me
Then I know you'd only want to be looking my way

It's a strange fascination
To be faced with temptation
Should you answer her call
Are you going to fall

She is almost too lovely
But I wish it were me
Then I know you'd only want to be falling for me

What would I do
Were I in her place
When love is new
It's so hard to face

Is her love so much stronger
That you want me no longer
Has she taken my place
With her sweet angel face

She is almost too lovely
Still I wish it were me
Then you might know how it feels when you're trying to hide
All of the pain that you made my heart suffer inside.


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