from baltimore to paris

you knew those belvedere weekends

were just the beginning

of a long way home

you were not meant to be

just good friends

rumor red

you were ahead of your time

from baltimore to paris

you held your head up high

held back the tears

across the years

a prisoner of circumstances

outside looking in

if you had your time over

would you do it all again?

he was your lonely little boy

lost in deep water and about to go down

you soon became his favorite toy

a brighter jewel than any in the crown

he abandoned what he promised you

when he could not turn the tide

with a lifetime to prove yourselves

it was enough for you to be at his side

you gave up your pride

rumor red

one step ahead of your time