Alina De LaRay, V A E L O R A, velours Saint Catherine Avenue

I walked down saint catherine street
When the city lights were turning low
The old coffee shop was still there
But the names on the windows changed years ago

I saw my reflection in the glass
For a second i was twenty-three
Same black coat, different heartbeat
Same street looking back at me

And i remembered
The nights we stayed too late
Talking about forever
Like it couldn't wait

Saint catherine street
Still knows my name
Every corner keeps a photograph
Of a girl i used to be

The lights are different
The people moved on
But somewhere between these buildings
I still hear that old song

Saint catherine street
Saint catherine street

There was a record store on the corner
Where we spent our saturdays
You picked a song i didn't understand
But i still remember your face

The bartender at the old hotel
Said the neighborhood had changed
I smiled and looked outside
Some things stay, some fade away

I wasn't looking
For something i lost
I was only trying
To find what i became

Maybe every city keeps a story
From the people passing through
Maybe every street remembers
Every name it ever knew

I don't need to stay forever
I don't need to go back again
Some places aren't meant to hold you
They just show you where you've been

Saint catherine street
I finally understand
It was never about the places
It was always who i became

The lights are different
The years moved on
But somewhere between these buildings
I found the girl i was before

Saint catherine street
Saint catherine street

Walking home

Saint catherine street