Untrusted, they took my Paris away
Those brown eyes are closed shut,
And the red colour of her hair is fading
I must abide, I have signed my death sentence,
And leave for London tonight

Filthy fingers, they took my Paris away
My wings have been cut off,
And I remain a saint, but I cannot fly
I have nothing left but time to wait,
And I wait, I wait for the switch to flip

A scourge, they took my Paris away
The sea is storming,
And I close my eyes
Your visage was lost in the London mist,
And I let go in a free fall toward the skies

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