Paris

Faith Hill - Paris

The train pulled into paris like a rocket to the moon
The stations like a circus every face is a cartoon
Everybodys stoned on pride and drunk on cheap champagne
Tonight this joie de vivre sure dont live up to its name
And now all that I can say

Is Id give this world to you
Every rock and every stone every masterpiece in rome
And if you asked me to
Id 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 cant give you paris

Aristocrats are everywhere
And the airs as thick as thieves
Shed like nothing better than to steal the breathe from me
The towers lights aint 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

Is Id give this world to you
Every rock and every stone every masterpiece in rome
And if you asked me to
Id 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 cant give you paris

And Id give this world to you
Id steal the crown and kingdom from the queen of england
And if you asked me to
Id 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 cant give you paris