Midnight in Paris
And here’s a deep night
I walk out to the streets
Initiate a magic flight
Looking at the stranger
Walking fast
I feel I’m falling
To the crack in the past
The city’s a-waiting
It longs for my love
Tonight I’ve tasted
The stars above
But
Kissing juvenile stranger
Feeling his lust
I’m going on falling
To the crack in the past
I’ll never forget you
I’m haunted by you
The crack in the past
That’s all that I knew
Crack In The Past Dedicated to K
© Copyright: Евгения Вирачева, 2003
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