| Midnight is calling and there you go leaving again
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| I haven’t move since you left me inside this kitchen
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| We’ve been down this road before
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| But i speak up, revolving doors
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| There’s no more tears left to cry i’m not mad anymore
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| Ran to her house was knocking couldn’t find her at all
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| She’s taking the last flight to Paris
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| She’s going to find someone to love
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| Taking the last flight to Paris
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| Now she’s gone, gone, gone
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| Now she’s gone, gone, gone
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| Not doing fine so i’m calling her phone by the hour
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| When i scream at the top of my lungs
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| She’ll hear from the Eiffel Tower
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| «c'est la vie» no this can’t be
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| She’s free at last while i’m losing sleep, No
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| There’s no more tears left to cry when it reign tell it all
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| Ran to her house, i was knocking, couldn’t find her at all
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| She’s taking the last flight to Paris
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| She’s going to find someone to love
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| Taking the last flight to Paris
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| Home is where the heart is and my heart is in her bag
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| Hope that she’ll wake up tomorrow and take me back
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| Searching for the words to say, hope no one take my place
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| But she’s gone, gone, gone
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| I’m taking the first flight to Paris
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| I’m going to find someone to love
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| Taking the first flight to Paris
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| Come back home, home, home
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| Come back home, home, home |