From the recording Water Meets the Shore

Lyrics

Its the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth so help me God.
Here's the proof, the whole proof in something old and blue that I have found.
An unexpected venture in a parking lot
Remembering the strangest place I long forgot
The smell of spring hangs heavy in the air, but all that I can see is what I found there.

Its the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth so help me God.
And to soothe you, I don't know what to say, but I can nod.
A tiny shred of hope held in your hand.
A promise to take me to the promised land.
And never make mention of the rain that fell and sometimes comes and overflows this well.

But a dream isn't real it's not the truth. Even though I was there with you.
So pour me a cup at the end of the night cause the coffee in Paris was right.

Its the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth that I have lost.
The shapes and the spaces underneath the lights and frost.
Your frozen breath shows the way to go when the way becomes much harder than I know.
Searching for the fountain's mist at the hotel garden where we kissed.

But a dream isn't real it's not the truth. Even though I was there with you.
So pour me a cup at the end of the night cause the coffee in Paris was right.

Its the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth that I have been.
Returning to this place time and time, and time again.
A second home that I have never seen, anywhere or anytime but in a dream.
So come with me my love, I'll take you there, with a crown of flowers in my hair.

But a dream isn't real it's not the truth. Even though I was there with you.
So pour me a cup at the end of the night cause the coffee in Paris was right.

So pour me a cup at the end of the night cause the coffee in Paris was right.