Faith Hill
Faith Hill - Paris songtekst
Je score:
The train pulled into Paris like a rocket to the moon The station's like a circus, every face is a cartoon Everybody's stoned on pride and drunk on cheap champagne Tonight this 'joie de vivre' sure don't live up to it's name And now all that I can say is And I'd give this world to you, every rock and every stone Every masterpiece in Rome And if you asked me to I'd steal the Mona Lisa Tear it up in little pieces And lay them at your feet for all the world to see But tonight I can't give you Paris Aristocrats are everywhere and the air is thick as thieves She'd like nothing better than to steal the breath from me The towers lights ain't shining as it hangs its head in shame At the sight of American blood on the streets of St. Germain Washing up into the Seine And I'd give this world to you, every rock and every stone Every masterpiece in Rome And if you asked me to I'd steal the Mona Lisa Tear it up in little pieces And lay them at your feet for all the world to see But tonight I can't give you Paris And I'd give this world to you, I'd steal the crown and kingdom From the queen of England And if you asked me to I'd take this city in my hands Break it down in grains of sand And lay them at your feet for all the world to see But tonight I can't give you Paris