Written by Jackson BrownePerformed by MelDedicated to "jbfan2000" a great Jackson Browne fan ... I hope I do this beautiful song justice .. this is my version .. thanks for suggesting it..The papers lie there helplesslyIn a pile outside the doorI've tried and tried, but I just can't remember what they're forThe world outside is tugging like a beggar at my sleeveOh, that's much too old a story to believeAnd you know that it's taken its share of meEven though you take such good care of meNow you say "Morocco" and that makes me smileI haven't seen Morocco in a long, long whileThe dreams are rolling down across the places in my mindAnd I've just had a taste of something fineThe future hides and the past just slidesEngland lies betweenFloating in a silver mist so cold and so cleanCalifornia's shaking like an angry child willWho has asked for love and is unanswered stillAnd you know that I'm looking back carefullyCause I know that there's still something there for meBut you said "Morocco" and you made me smileAnd it hasn't been that easy for a long, long whileAnd looking back into your eyes I saw them really shineGiving me a taste of something fineSomething fineNow if you see Morocco I know you'll go in styleI may not see Morocco for a little whileBut while you're there I was hoping you might keep it in your mindTo save me just a taste of something fine