Tour De France Lyrics
Tour De France is a song from Amelie performed by Phillipa Soo (Amelie), Company.
Amélie:
Sir may I lend a hand?
May I take your cane?
Careful of the curb, here we go.
Blind Beggar (spoken):
What are you doing? This is my corner!
Amelie:
Put away your cup, turning down the lane
Listen to the squeak of the bakery cart
Leaving a trail of breadcrumbs
Do you hear the laugh coming from the priest?
He has crinkly eyes
Looking through the glass focused on the feast in the grocery window
There's a display that is three melon slices deep
As children walk out the door holding sweet lemon ices
Both:
Sweet lemon ices
Blind Beggar:
What was that?
Amélie:
An envelope opens
A cat in a hallway
A filament flashes, flickers, and dies
And there goes a hat
Both:
Thrown in the air
Thrown in the air
I can feel every stranger in Paris
Just waiting to collide
How a heart can pull like a moon as we circle each other
Then crashing together
Amelie:
We end up open wide
Here where the buses stop you can find a kiosk under staples and glue
Now the barbershop, now the laundromat, now we're at the metro. Adieu!
Blind Beggar:
Wait! Tell me your name!
Amélie:
Goodbye!
Blind Beggar:
Goodbye? Thank you!
Amélie:
I can see everything clearly now from here!