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The Paris Match Lyrics
Empty hours Spent combing the street In daytime showers They've become my beat; As I walk from cafe to bar I wish I knew where you are; Because you've clouded my mind And now I'm all out of time Empty skies say try to forget Better advice is to have no regrets; As I tread the boulevard floor Will I see once more; Because you've clouded my mind 'Till then I'm biding my time I'm only sad in a natural way And I enjoy sometimes feeling this way The gift you gave is desire The match that started my fire Empty nights with nothing to do I sit and think, every thought is for you; I get so restless and bored So I go out once more; I hate to feel so confined I feel like I'm wasting my time
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Submitted by
redmax On Dec 13, 2001
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I love this song very much, expecially the French part (sorry, but for that part I don't have the lyrics)...
@redmax
@redmax
Je suis tellement triste naturellement. J'aime parfois garder ce sentiment. Ton cadeau s'appelait désir L'allumette qui portait ma flamme (L'allumette qui portait ma flamme)
Je suis tellement triste naturellement. J'aime parfois garder ce sentiment. Ton cadeau s'appelait désir L'allumette qui portait ma flamme (L'allumette qui portait ma flamme)
Paul Sheridan
Paul Sheridan