Paris

Oh my god, it's green the fire. Go!

It's that time to transform

To come around, I'm changing

Ooh, there's an angel knocking at my window

Tryna tell me where to go next

It's a small town without you

It feels cold, it's creepin'

I'm moving on, I look ahead instead

Spirit divide, drift alone

I waved her goodbye, I carried on

Dreams pass, my black dress

Folded on a big mess

I'm changing my next flight to Paris

The hourglass that tick-tock too fast for a destiny

I've got a full drawer of letters

Remember it was Paris you said we were gonna meet

Why your answering machine's still on?

It's the oddest feeling since you're gone

A part of me drift away with you

And would never return

Spirit divide, drift alone

I waved a goodbye, I carried on

Dreams pass, my black dress

Folded on a big mess

I'm changing my next flight to Paris

Spirit divide

I waved a goodbye

Dreams pass, my black dress

Folded on a big mess

I'm changing my next flight

[French:]

Lasse près d'un jury

Mais c’est à Paris que je me sens en vie.

Je sens que je pourrais m’y poser,

Des vacances,

Et ne jamais rentrer.