Coming back from Paris on the train
I really didn't care if
the journey took all day.
Trying to turn the pages of my magazine
while trying to keep a hold of your hand.
And ordering a coffee
that I wouldn't ever drink.
Just to keep you and Paris on my mind,
just to keep you and Paris on my mind.
I didn't know it would be the last time,
the last time I saw you...

At Waterloo we went
our separate ways.
When I got in my cab
I didn't turn and wave.
Didn't go to work just went to bed.
Trying to keep you and Paris on my mind,
trying to keep you and Paris on my mind.
I didn't know it would be the