How I'd love to go back to see the clear sky in Paris
To nail the date to go
To sync my days with photosynthesis, mmm
And growing without warmth is living wilted
And now that I feel the sky falling I see the sun
The only thing that'd help is to hear your laugh between drops
Let's share one last day
Let's do it slow without fear
It's the city of love, we must honor it
Your supernova color at last
Your supernova color at last