Mignon

You said it was a secret

That no one else had been informed

You were setting off for Paris

In a brand new uniform

'Well' I said

'That's the way it goes'

You've no need to speak of changes

I can tell it by your clothes

Half an hour from Calais

You were struck down in the rain

Pulled apart by a stranger

With a needle in his brain

'Well' they said

'That's the way it goes

She was looking for trouble

You can tell it by her clothes'

You're always welcome here

If you come back through the air

But somehow you don't feel familiar

It's as if you never were

Well, that's life

That's the way it goes

You always belonged in some other world

You could tell it by your clothes