Black Atlass - Paris

Falling, falling
For the diamonds at night
Falling, falling
For the diamonds at night

No, no, no
If it gets old
For the candles in the glass, stories told
Walk outta the bar
You turn, slow
Grippin' your hand
It's cold

Falling, falling
For the diamonds at night
Falling, falling
For the diamonds at night

Have you lived yet, been older?
Not right now, but I'll be over
Tough right now, but I'll stay closer
Please stay closer
Back away
Snow outside
Skies is talkin'
Paris walkin'

Falling, falling
For the diamonds at night
Falling, falling
For the diamonds at night

Written by:
Alexander Sandford Fleming

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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