Lyrics Paris - Ben Rector

Paris

I haven’t seen her for a month or so
Young love feels like finding buried gold
We meet in Paris fly straight through the night
My heart feels just like new sunglasses in the taxi ride
I remember who we are
When we’re being young and dumb
Paris feels like falling back in love
Back in love
Now we’re walking, talking hand in hand
Nervous at the bakery, not speaking French
And she is smiling, she is beautiful
And I feel sixteen, while we, we are making love (oh yeah)
I remember who we are
When we’re being young and dumb
Paris feels like falling back in love
I remember who we are
When we’re being young and dumb
Paris feels like falling back in love
Falling back in love (mmm yeah)
I haven’t seen her for a month or so
Young love feels like finding buried gold