the music is produced in a home studio using a Mac, interfaces, and synthesizers.
An adult contemporary song, the title of course means "farewell" in French. So one person leaves and the other confesses that he/she was everything to them. Power, magic and the one who would see them through. Now you're gone it's ADIEU.
It's Adieu
Pick up the pieces from a broken conversation
Don't know exactly what direction to take
Don't want to play these games with my imagination
Don't know if I should trust the friends that I make
It's like I'm always out there chasing tomorrow
But then I feel like I have been here before
Yesterday's gone and with it all of it's sorrow
This chapter's over now I'm closing the door
You were my magic
You were my power
You were the one
Who would see me through
Minute by minute
Hour by hour
You were the one
Now you're gone it's adieu
We got caught up inside a blazing ol' crossfire
Where all my roads would always lead to your heart
No questions asked and we would always start all over
And then the conversation would fall apart