Samia - Paris

^DTotal exhaustion in Pa^Bmris ^DIn our nook, we were in ch^Bmarge ^GDidn’t our future seem carele^Dss ^GFleeting, beg^Euiling mira^Age ^DI remember you wasting your time^Bm on me ^GLike I deserved your touch, b^Dabe^{A Bm}Back when our love was for^Dev^Ger ^GHemingway, th^Aose were the da^Dys

^DYou were just one of those sta^Bmtues ^GI wished I could be at the Louv^Dre ^GWe were a renaissance n^Bmovel ^DCarefully written by y^Aou But^D I cannot play the prin^Bmcess ^GIn your breathtaking chara^Dde^{A Bm}But oh how I tried to in Paris ^{D G G}Lover remem^Aber me that wa^Dy

^DI’m sorry I dragged you to Sta^Bmrbucks ^GI thought you were being too p^Drou^Ad ^GYou just wanted a perfect sto^Bmry ^DI know as I’m reading it n^Aow Our g^Dhosts sit alone at the c^Bmafé ^GEach 6 o’clock in Montma^Drtr^Ae ^BmI hid my heart in our no^Dok there ^{G G}In Paris I’m st^Aill in your^D arms

Well, h^Dere we are back in the villa^Bmge ^GAmerican just like be^Dfor^Ae ^GManhattan’s too small for the bot^Bmh of us ^DAnd I can’t take it anym^Aore I’m t^Drying to be a big fish ^Bmbabe There i^Gsn’t much room in your^D po^And ^BmBut don’t write the end of our ^Dnov^Gel ^GI won’t write the end^A of our—