Paris - Faith Hill

The train pulled into paris like a rocket to the moon

The station’s like a circus every face is a cartoon

Everybody’s stoned on pride and drunk on cheap champagne

Tonight this joie de vivre sure don’t live up to its name

And now all that i can say

Is i’d give this world to you

Every rock and every stone every masterpiece in rome

And if you asked me to

I’d steel the mona lisa, tear it up in little pieces

And lay them at your feet

For all the world to see

But tonight i can’t give you paris

Aristocrats are everywhere

And the air’s as thick as thieves

She’d like nothing better than to steal the breathe from me

The tower’s lights ain’t shinin' as it hangs its head in shame

At the sight of american blood on the streets of st.

germain

Washin' up into the seine

And i’d give this world to you

I’d steal the crown and kingdom from the queen of england

And if you asked me to

I’d take this city in my hands, break it down in grains of sand

And lay them at your feet

For all the world to see

But tonight i can’t give you paris