PARIS:
 

 

Letís move to Paris, letís sell the farm
Letís stroll along the Seine together, arm in arm
Thereís a small hotel, overlooks the Eiffel Tower
Letís push the beds together
And make love hour after hour

We all know what lies ahead
Maybe not the whole story
Isnít there time enough
For one last taste of glory

Letís move to Paris, while thereís still time
I stare across the fields of winter, as another year slips by
Donít make me go alone, to the city of light
I need you there beside me,
To hold through the night
Promise me in the morning light
We wonít kiss our dream goodbye

 

web stats