Every time I look down on this timeless town. Whether blue or gray be the sky. Whether loud be her cheers or where soft be her tears. More and more do I realize.
Every time I look down on this timeless town. Whether blue or gray be the sky. Whether loud be her cheers or where soft be her tears. More and more do I realize.
Every time i look down on this timeless town,. Whether blue or gray be her skies,. Whether loud be her cheers, or whether soft be her tears,. More and more do I realize that....
I love Paris. I love the way the people move yeah. I love Paris. I love the way the children groove. I love Paris. I love the way the people move yeah.
Every time I look down on this timeless town. Whether blue or gray be her skies.. Whether loud be her cheers or soft be her tears,. More and more do I realize:.