Paris

Show me a city; I’ll show you a heart

I’m standing pretty and quoting from art

To show you I’m worth waiting for

There once were these lovers who went for the prize

They stole fire from under the gods' watchful eyes

To show them it’s worth fighting for

And everyone says it’s not right

For them to be burning so bright

The French police are tracking two fugitives tonight

With Paris aflurry they went on the lam

An impromptu jury was quick to condemn

To show them love is worth killing for

But they were just playing their parts

Two martyrs of the heart

They went up in smoke to give us a brand new start

Oh my love

We have it so easy

Oh my love

Is this truly our world?

Show me the city; I’ll give you my heart

I’m feeling pretty, and this is the start

Of something I think is worth fighting for

Oh my love

We have it so easy

Oh my love

All the luck in the world

And Prometheus would say

You weren’t using it

Anyway

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