Something Fine - Leo Sayer

The papers lay there helplessly

In a pile outside the door

I’ve tried and tried, but I just can’t

Remember what they’re for

The world outside is tugging

Like a beggar at my sleeve

Ah, that’s much too old a story to believe

And you know, that it’s taken it’s share of me

Even though you take such good care of me

Now you say Morocco, and that makes me smile

I haven’t seen Morocco for a long, long while

And dreams are rolling down

Across the places in my mind

And I just had a taste of something fine

The future hides and the past just slides

England lies between

Floating in a silver mist

So cold and so clean

And California’s shaking like some angry child will

Who has asked for love and is unanswered still

And you know that' I’m looking back carefully

'Cos I know that there’s still something there for me

But you said Morocco and that made me smile

And it hasn’t been that easy for a long, long while

Looking back into your eyes

Oh, I saw them really shine

Giving me a taste of something fine

Something fine

Now if you see Morocco, oh I know you’ll go in style

I may not see Morocco for a little while

But while you’re there I was hoping

You might keep it in your mind

To save me just a taste of something fine

Something fine