(from the point of view of Rick Blaine)

i got onto a train
destination: far from you
stopped listening to our song
made myself a new life here
all in hopes of forgetting you

now i'm surrounded by people
most of whom don't mean a thing
they say i'm indifferent yet generous
that my past is a mystery
which is true, they know nothing of you

then one day that familiar melody
it drifted sweetly into my ears
filling me with less than sweet memories
but when i tried to stop it
i found you there, waiting

could you even imagine
the agony that i felt that night
you must have known
because you stood in my doorway
in that beautiful way all your own

you used to love me
you hated me that night
my pitiful despair.
how many times
must i watch you walk away?

i suppose i can't blame you
he's a better man than i
his life has more meaning
but will he ever look at you
the way that i used to?

he needs you, you need me
what a tangled affair
i want you to know
i can be the man that you deserve
but only when walkig away

you have to be with him
the world will be that much sweeter
you know that in your heart
but i'll always love you, and you'll always love me
and we'll always have Paris.