Pas moi

Go melt back into the night, babe
Everything inside is made of stone
There's nothing in here moving
An' anyway I'm not alone
You say you're looking for someone
Who'll pick you up each time you fall
To gather flowers constantly
An' to come each time you call
A lover for your life an' nothing more

But it ain't me, babe
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe

Bob Dylan, «It ain't me babe»