Faded vinyl cases fill the space between
The broken sofa and the letters underneath
Spinning songs that pull my soul up from this living room seat
Melodies like marrow of a peach
Dripping from my chin this golden summers eve
Are met with hollow stares from suited men with no time to spare
I know I need to stay
And you'll be in paris today
It's clear that there's no other way
But it'd be cool if you came here again
I can't wait and I can't think of anything
That would shake my bones and bring me to my knees
I could harvest hymns and tell them through the halls of every street
I know I need to stay
And you'll be in paris today
It's clear that there's no other way
But it'd be cool if you came here again
I know I need to stay
And you'll be in paris today
It's clear that there's no other way
But it'd be cool if you came here again
