You Don't Live In Paris Testo

Once we stood at the edge of the world as the shipwrecked sun went down a frozen city held its breath beneath a silent neon crown and true, we didn't stay around to see the dying embers but who knows which of us will be the last to remember that you don't live in Paris you don't live in Paris anymore? I sit alone in the Place Pigalle while waiting for a friend of mine she might be bringing me the fleurs du mal or just a foxy valentine and oh, you must have heard a lot of bad things about me and all your friends will tell you that you're better off without me now you don't live in Paris now you don't live in Paris anymore Night falls along the boulevards Irma la Douce slips out of doors a strange face in the back of the car for moment looks like yours and all at once I started feeling lost and empty what's the use of all the books and all the lines you sent me if you don't live in Paris if you don't live in Paris anymore? Streetlights flicker at the run (away) of the dawn I stretch out of a dream daylight paints its strangest forms out on streets I've never seen and in all the futures that the modern world can show you there might be one and then it's near enough for me to know you when I don't live in Paris when I don't live in Paris anymore