Something Fine

The world outside is tugging
A story to believe
I may not see Morocco
And I've just had
But while you're there
And California's shaking
The future hides and the past just slides
And you know
Now, if you see Morocco
And isn't answered still
And you know
Like some angry child will
England lies between
That there's still something there for me

Like a beggar at my sleep
You take such good care of me
So cold and so clean
And looking back into your eyes
And it hasn't been that easy
What they're for
Giving me a taste
A taste of something fine
To save me just a taste
That it's taken it's share of me

Even though

I tried and tried, but I just can't remember
For a little while
The dreams are rolling down
I was hoping you might keep it in your mind

Of something fine, something fine
But you said Morocco

'Cause I know
For a long, long while
Now, you say Morocco
I know you'll go in style
Who has asked for love

I haven't seen Morocco
Across the places in my mind
Floating in a silver mist
That I'm looking back carefully

And it made me smile

And that makes me smile
I saw them really shine
For a long, long while
Ah, that's much too old