La bohème

Let me tell of a time when the world was in rhyme With the sound of our laughter Montmartre hanged with flowers For far-forgotten hours Of hunger and of love Unaware in our youth of the sobering truth Of the years that came after We laughed at common men for we were heroes then And heaven smiled above La bohème La bohème Poor hungry you Poor hungry me La bohème La bohème See the old world that could not see We were new at the game We were ready for fame We were ready for glory We tried to change the world But nothing really change, as the years early by We got lost in our dreams, our impossible dreams It's the usual story And when we woke at last we found that our day had passed And our little time gone by La bohème La bohème Someone to care Someone to mind La bohème La bohème We were in love and love is blind Now and then I return and the memories burn With a bittersweet aching I climb the same old stairs But no-one longer cares And there's no-one to greet in the streets where we walked And the coffe where we talked of a world we were making I stand upon that hill until I drink my fill Then leave it all behind La bohème La bohème Moments of joy, moments of pain La bohème La bohème Nothing can bring them back again