Sacha Sacket - Paris And September lyrics

Here's a man Who cannot hear a sound His poor heart's pumping out He's cold as stone Shows enough So you can just taste love Then he will turn the knob To another song But it's alright He can't fight you tonight Paris and September's Got him tongue-tied Losing sight Of this dark lord inside Making up all your lies Singing his tired old rhyme Drawing out all your time With his lines, with his lines Here's a boy That is set to destroy These simple notes of joy That spell defeat Moves too fast Through Berlin or Belfast Because those walls don't last An eternity But it's alright He can't fight you tonight Paris and September's Got him tongue-tied Losing sight Of this dark lord inside Making up all your lies Singing his tired old rhyme Drawing out all your time With his lines, with his lines So Just how far do you go 'Cause I'm alone In California And I've got time If you've got one more flight Across this divide To California I'm waitin' for ya In California But it's alright He can't fight you tonight Paris and September's Got him tongue-tied Losing sight Of this dark lord inside Making up all your lies Singing this tired old rhyme Drawing out all your time With these lines, with these lines