The Gentleman from Paris - Agnes Kain

Deep inside the church

People all remain

I passed you on the street

I touched you bib

I held your fingers in my hand

And I don't need the luck

It's only you

Tea bottles last

I hate to disappoint you

Great man

I'm what am I to do

With all this lives and time to use

Dead dogs lying in the street

What a terrible terrible terrible

Terrible thing to have to see

We are jumping from the wall

It's freed

The wall that breaks the fall

Is saying that

I'm what am I to do

With all this lives and time to use

I'm what am I suppose to do

With all this life and time to use