Allison Crowe - Josephine lyrics

Not tonight, Josephine In an army's strength therein Lies the denouement From here you're haunting me By the Seine so beautiful Only not to be of use Impossible, impossible So strange, victory, 1, 200 spires The only sound was Moscow burning Empty like the Tuileries Like a dream Vienna seems Only not to be of use Impossible, impossible For the last extremity, to advance Or not to advance I hear you laughing Even still you're calling me Not tonight, not tonight Not tonight, Josephine