All The lovers
We’ve met all the lovers in Paris
The one who beat
Up too many cars
Another who saw clearly and sat with the stars
We’ve met all the Lovers in Paris
The e one who’s comb went to his head
Another who didn’t like dry land so took a boat instead?
We’ve met all the lovers of Paris
Some were true some I hardly new
Some with time have faded out of view
We’ve met all the lovers in Paris
A girl with a bob and a mysterious job
A boy who looked virtuous but became a slob
We’ve met all the lovers in Paris
Some are gone and some remain
Some are correctly on the game
Like walking over the rail bridge as the snow hit
Ending up in a warm place where the hands fit
A Chinese meal she seemed so real
So how could she be imaginary?
We’ve met all the lovers in Paris
To me they’re many too others few
Some saw them as fake
I saw them as simply blue
Some were true some I hardly knew
Some with time have faded out of view
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Like moving moments in a cheap film set in the Ardennes
Simple made me feel intensely alive again