Ain't No Trip To Paris Gonna Fix

Lately I've been thinking

I don't care if I live or if I die

You say, "Let's go to Paris, babe.

Forget about your troubles in the sky."

Some things you can mend with glue or tie with bits of string

Others you can try your best, but it won't do a thing

Now you know that I love you

You're the only thing I ever miss

But something in me's breaking, babe

That ain't no trip to Paris gonna fix

Lately I've been wondering,

"What's the point of living anyway?"

You bring me twelve pink roses

Say they help to melt the blues away

Something in me now has turned a darker shade than that

And it's so hard to fade a stain once it's gone to black

Now you know that I love you

You're the only thing I ever miss

But something in me's aching, babe

That ain't no dozen roses gonna fix

Lately I've been wishing

For all these hopeless thoughts to leave my mind

You say, "Let's go to Paris, babe.

You can leave your worried head behind."

Well, I have tried to outrun other sorrows in my past

Funny how those demons have a way of coming back

Now you know that I love you

You're the only thing I ever miss

But something in me's dying, babe

That ain't no trip to Paris gonna fix

Something in me's dying, babe

That ain't no trip to Paris gonna fix

-- Michelle Lewis, "Paris"

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