John Denver - Postcards From Paris Lyrics
postcards from parisDear friend of my mineThe weather's fineToday i saw some ruins of the roman world's declineAnd i climbed all those spanish stepsYou've heard of them no doubtBut rome has lost its glory, i don't know what its about.I wish you were hereWhen the shadows fall and all the rushing traffic's stillI wish you were hereWhen the bells are ringing on the seven hillsI make my way to a small cafe, i wonder what you did todayWish you were hereDear one at home.I just flew in from rome,Paris is a postcard all decked out in colour chromeAnd so i climbed the eiffel towerAnd prayed at notre dameBut i just can't find the romanceAnd i wonder why i cameWish you were hereOn the champs elysees lovers walk hand in handWish you were hereThey take one look at me and seem to understandThis city of light is a lovely site, the first bright star i see tonightWish you were hereNow i write this from the planeDrinking cheap champagneAnd wondering why two people got so far apartWish you were here, here in london where the rain the pouring downWish you were hereOn this airplane headed back to new york townI'll never leave you alone again. i'm coming home but until thenWish you were hereI wish you were hereWish you were here.