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