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yellow lights and cobblestones
a glass of wine that never gets empty
glitter in the sky and stars that shine
a million years to you and me

an old hotel with lace and velvet
and some stones they brought here long before the mayflower
I'm wrapped in sepia and sorrow
and a war that tried to burn the city down

maybe after all this I'm still searching
smoke rings blowing through the scenes
wrapped around your body like ivy
clinging to the trees
in a Paris breeze

it grows suffocating here without you
near enough to touch me in the bedsheets
we're breathing lavender and jasmine
and the dust that's fallen off of some great painting

yea there's a painting of a naked woman
waiting on some watercolor cliffside
she stares across the purple water
where the stars reflect the longing in her eyes

maybe after all this I'm still searching
smoke rings blowing through the scenes
wrapped around your body like ivy

the trees throw shadows on your face
from the light of the moon
the city stops as if to wait
for me and you
the stars would fall into this hotel room

maybe after all this I'm still searching
smoke rings blowing through the scenes
wrapped around your body like ivy

maybe after all this I'm still searching
smoke rings blowing through the scenes
wrapped around your body like ivy
wrapped around your body like ivy
clinging to the trees
in a Paris breeze

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