When in front of fifteen people
I didn't believe it at all
When I was watching for the mailman
At the very start of the month
When I was broke
When I took the Corail train
When the coffee was cold
On highway rest stops
When beneath my fingers slid
Way before all that, she was there
Way before all that, she was there
When the peddler of ambitions
The guy who sells songs
Like you sell shoes
When I walked down the street
But only by my mom
When I dreamt of an accomplice
When the backstage guy
When I played in bars
And people cared
Way less about my guitar
Than about the clinking glasses
Way before all that, she was there
Way before all that, she was there
When we lived, just the two of us
In a tiny little room
Dreaming of something a bit better
And of a cat that meows
When I paid the subscription
Macaroni every night
When the applause
When I was at a dead end
Doing nothing but stupid sh*t
When life pulled its dirty tricks
When I needed her
When I needed her
Way before all that, she was there
Way before all that, she was there
Way before all that, she was there