Faith Hill Songs - Paris Lyrics

Faith Hill - Paris

Faith Hill - Paris Youtube Music Videos and Lyrics

Album: Fireflies
Released: 2005

Paris Lyrics

The train pulled into Paris
Like a rocket to the moon.
The station's like a circus

Every face is a cartoon.
And everyone's stoned on pride
And drunk on cheap champagne.

Tonight this joie de vivre
Sure don't live up to its name.
Now all I can say is

I'd give this world to you
Every rock and every stone
Every masterpiece in Rome

And if you'd ask me to
I'd steal the Mona Lisa
Tear it up in little pieces

And lay them at your feet
For all the world to see.
But tonight I can't give you Paris.

Aristicats are everywhere
And the air is as thick as thieves.
She'd like nothing better than to

Steal the breath from me.
And the tower's lights ain't shinin'
As it hangs its head in shame

At the sight of American blood
On the streets of St. Germain
Washin' up into the Seine

And I'd give this world to you
I'd steal the crown and kingdom
From the Queen of England

And if you'd ask me to
I'd take this city in my hands
Break it down to grains of sand

And lay them at your feet
For all the world to see.
But tonight I can't give you Paris.

Writer/s: SAMPSON, GORDIE / DALY, BLAIR / VERGES, TROY
Publisher: Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
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This was written by Troy Verges, Blair Daly and Gordie Sampson in London while the trio were penning songs for the latter's record. It tells the story of an incident that happened to Verges when the three songwriters popped over to Paris for Bastille Day. "We partied until late in the night, and around three in the morning we went to get in a cab to go home and a fight broke out in the cab line," Verges recalled to Rolling Stone Country. "And for the only time in my life, I ended up getting in this fight and got knocked out cold. My nose was broken, my face a bloody mess. I woke up in an ambulance on the way to the public hospital in Paris, and my friends lost me because they didn't have the address."

"The next morning, I walked around Paris trying to find my friends and we finally get on the train back to London and I'm covered in bandages, my nose is broken and I look like I had just killed someone," he continued. "We got back to London and started writing 'Paris.' It sounds like a love song, because that's just the way the lyrics came out, but it was about that night. Faith heard it and thought it was a love song, so we were kind of scared to tell her the real story behind that song."