Paris lyrics

Artist  : Patrick Wolf 
Song : Paris



 Send "Paris" Ringtone to your Cell 

 It was seven in the morning when the spark 

began to give. the bath was spilling over, my


self pity spilling with it, so i, i fled
the country 

to start it all again and
found myself in paris in 

the cemetery
rain. 



dear anne came to me and took
me by the arm 

showed me old disasters
embedded in the palm 

warned me of a lady
with the sun behind her head. 

with a a
granite neck, a singer who can never sing 

again. but you, my love: 



you must
come, come to joy, turn your head to the sun 

its down to you, you can shine, you can shake
all the 

sorrow from your palm.. its down
to you if you dare 

to come to joy. 



what was it i ran from, what burnt away
inside? 

four hundred schoolboys and a
lawyer at my side 

always running with
these legs going nowhere 

a ghost in the
system, and angel on the stairs... 

but oh!
this time.... 



i shall turn, turn my
head to the sun.. 

they are marching out of
me.. one by one 

walking free. oh! theyre
going out of.... 

oh! i can feel it moving,
this time i'm really moving. 

are you ready
to come, come to joy well its really down to 

you if you dare to enjoy... its down to you...
hold the key 

in your hands.. it's all in
the palm of your hands