Song parody of
Paris
by Little Dragon
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It’s that time to transform
To come around, I’m changin’
Oh, there’s an angel knockin’ on my window
Tryin’ to tell me where to go next
It’s a small town without you
It feels cold, it’s creepin’
Moving on
I look ahead instead
Spirit divide
Drift alone
I waved her goodbye
I carried on
Dreams pass
My black dress
Folded on a big mess
I’m changing my next flight to Paris
The hour glass, a tick tock too fast for a destiny
I’ve got a full drawer of letters
Remember it was Paris you said we were gonna meet
Why your answer machine’s still on?
It’s the oddest feeling since you’re gone
A part of me drift away with you
And will never return
Spirit divide
Drift alone
I waved her goodbye
I carried on
Dreams pass
My black dress
Folded on a big mess
I’m changing my next flight to Paris
Spirit divide
I waved her goodbye
Dreams pass
My black dress
Folded on a big mess
I’m changing my next flight
It’s that time to transform
To come around, I’m changin’
Oh, there’s an angel knockin’ on my window
Tryin’ to tell me where to go next
It’s a small town without you
It feels cold, it’s creepin’
Moving on
I look ahead instead
Spirit divide
Drift alone
I waved her goodbye
I carried on
Dreams pass
My black dress
Folded on a big mess
I’m changing my next flight to Paris
The hour glass, a tick tock too fast for a destiny
I’ve got a full drawer of letters
Remember it was Paris you said we were gonna meet
Why your answer machine’s still on?
It’s the oddest feeling since you’re gone
A part of me drift away with you
And will never return
Spirit divide
Drift alone
I waved her goodbye
I carried on
Dreams pass
My black dress
Folded on a big mess
I’m changing my next flight to Paris
Spirit divide
I waved her goodbye
Dreams pass
My black dress
Folded on a big mess
I’m changing my next flight