I see you from my window Walking with her there I don't have to know which number I won't stop you touch her hair I don't need to see you waving When you slip away at night I don't have to know what happened As you crawl back when it's light
I don't need you to look at me And tell me how many hundreds there have been I don't want to have to listen As they fall a constant stream I don't need to catch you with them Your voice so full of joy As you murmur your little nothings My own Papa so very coy
Mon cherie Papa Mon cherie Papa
I don't need you to say I love you I don't need you to say goodnight I don't need you to caress me I don't need to be held tight I only want you to be ready To know my voice will never ring To know there'll never be another letter You've got to hear this one small thing
I need you to remember That I never was your shame I always was your daughter I never did complain I always was your daughter I never did complain