Walking the streets all alone as my mind
tries to uncover the reason,
Why such a city with all of its charms,
can't conquer this sadness I'm feeling.
Champs Elysees, hey now what do you say?
If I could be here tomorrow,
wouldn't be here today.
One day in Paris
The heights of the tower cannot lift up my spirits,
They're left on the ground far below.
My thoughts are as foreign as these sights that surround me,
There's nothing familiar to me.
Senses distorted by this melancholy mood,
My memories always will be clouded.
When I look back on regrets of my life,
I know this day I'll remember.