You can miss someone who lives so close, but may as well be a world away.
Canadian singer songwriter,indie artist.
taking folk music to new destinations.
Story behind the song
I was at home alone and felt like seeing a very special lady, but could not due to her many day to day commitments, such as work and children. After all said and done,life is good.
Lyrics
Hazy is the moon,when clouds are hanging low
lost is this old fool when he's found knowhere to go.So deep in love am I,just God and I that know. No matter how I try I must not let it show.For you are but a dream and dreams are to behold.Paris means nothing when you're far away from home.And there's no one here but me and this photograph of you.There's not a violin can play my blues. Now it's six months that I'm here and half a world away. It may as well be hell, for there is no fire escape. Ah! the Moulin Rouge is hot and the Crazy Horse is cool, the wine is bitter sweet and the derelicts are jewels. See them scattered in the sun, they are shattered everyone. The sain just cry out loud and the madmen simply hum.. Oh! hazy is the moon when clouds like willows weep.How lost is this old fool when he has not found his peace and there's no one here but me and this photograph of you. There's a violin can play my blues. There's not a violin can play my blues.
