Tangier

We live in the city of Tangier, where the Mediterranean meets the Atlantic
Where we sit out on our work breaks and stare at the thrashing winds when they greet each other in the night
I came here with you to find the comfort of a home
A refuge
I work as a hotel manager
Where business men and their mistresses come to have important dinners
None of them wearing our clothes, but dressed in America
You work at the train station, lonely
Clicking tickets into seats while thinking about me
People write books about people like us, you know
They make examples of us
Everyone here was once alone
They came just as we did
This city is full of colors and people come to see them
Writers and artists and they try to imitate our lifestyles, to become us for the weekend so they can "feel"
I know you feel me
I'll see you tonight, my sweet love
We can sit out and watch the oceans meet