Never wrote a song in Paris
I guess this’ll be the one

Got some time to kill at the train station
An hour, to be exact

Then I’m on my way to Germany
To see if I can find my daughter

Saw her once when she was one year old
Now she’s nearly ten

Never been 100$ure if she’s mine
The timing at the time seemed a little weird

Mmmm, never wrote a song
Mmmm, never wrote a song

Took me this long to get up the courage
Or take the time, or something to go back

Who knows if her Mom and her are even livin in the same town
Maybe she got married and changed her name

Who knows if they’ll want to see me
Or turn me away or try to get all my money

But those are the fears that kept me away so long
It seemed like the right time to just go

Mmmm, never wrote a song
Mmmm, never wrote a song

That’s why I’m sitting here at the station
Writing these words on the back of an old newspaper

Never wrote a song in Paris
I guess this’ll be the one

(lyrics: Dan Bern)