Paris - Saint Saviour

That time in Paris

When we locked our love forever to that bridge

D’you think I’d find it now if I went looking

Where would I begin?

That time in Paris

When we wandered light

Through night streets, would I find my way if

I returned?

That time in Paris

When we stayed out late and slept through our alarm

And we ate pomegranate seeds for breakfast

Even though you hate the taste

We wandered through the Rodins promised nothing

Now I know you never meant it

Faltering

Always on the edge of things

And fixing your broken wing

Might take me forever

But it’s healing, tightly woven in

To stories we leave to kin

Warp to my weft, hand round my waist now

I think I found the meaning

Found the meaning

Found the meaning

Think I found the meaning

Found the meaning

Found the meaning

Right after Paris

Leapt in light years, so fast

Bikes fell in the street, now there’s a

'Nother floor to climb

Another window to our castle keep

And faces to appear

To write their names in condensation

From the wash you hung inside

And still you find me

Faltering

Always on the edge of things

And fixing your broken wing

Might take me forever

But it’s healing, tightly woven in

To stories we leave to kin

Warp to my weft, hand round my waist now

I think I found the meaning

Found the faltering

Always on the edge of things

And fixing your broken wing

Might take me forever

But it’s healing, tightly woven in

To stories we leave to kin

Warp to my weft, hand round my waist now

I think I found the meaning

Found the meaning

Found the meaning

Think I found the meaning

Found the meaning

Found the meaning