Lemay Lynda
Our Dreams
Madame Brigitte Bélanger
The telephone woke me up
I was called from Montreal
To say that Madame Bélanger
Died in a hospital
She was not young, Madame
I think he said eighty-six
And the man whose wife she was
Has been dead since '70
She lived alone, Madam
The telephone woke me up e
And I had difficulty remembering
Who was it, Madame Bélanger
There is no family connection
He said that she comes from my town
That Monsieur worked nearby
He sold cars
It seems that Dad knew him
She lived alone, Madame
And I didn't know that Madame was ill
She lived alone, Madame
No more family and no more friends
Seems like when I was little
J 'was going to visit them often
Instead of calling her Brigitte
I called her grandmother
It seems that I'm the one who inherits
It's written on the will
But I don't feel like I deserve
To be treated like her little child
She lived alone, Madam
Not surprise on visiting hours, no
She lived alone, Madame
Not even a single bouquet of daisies
She lived alone, Madame