Låttexter
I haven't seen her
For a month or so
Young love feels like finding buried gold
We meet in Paris
Fly straight through the night
Well my night feels just like new sunglasses in a taxi ride
I remember who we are
When we're being young and dumb
Paris feels like falling back in love
Back in love
Now we're walking
Talking hand in hand
Nervous at the bakery not speaking French
And she is smiling
She is beautiful
And I feel sixteen while we
We are making love
I remember who we are
When we're being young and dumb
Paris feels like falling back in love
I remember who we are
When we're being young and dumb
Paris feels like falling back in love
Falling back in love mmmmmm yeah
I haven't seen her
For a month or so
Young love feels like finding buried gold