Buddha in the Balcony - Fin

Rain falls on a cold night in Paris
The city sings to me
The city sings for me
I had a premonition then
The city's where you'll be
Waiting there for me
So, you take me by my hand
And our story will begin
Rain stops on a cold night in Paris
The city sets us free
The city, you and me
You had a premonition then
That we were meant to be
That we were meant to be
So, you take me by my hand
And our story will begin
So, I'll take you by your hand
And our story never ends

Written by:
Julian Chan

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