"Something Fine" by Leo Sayer

Writers: Jackson Browne

the papers lie there helplessly 
in a pile outside the door 
I 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 
the 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 
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 
'cause I know that there's still something there for me 

but you said morocco and it 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 
and 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 a taste of something fine 

something fine