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The Busker

We Invented Paris

All the cars are driving by
and this news will keep me warm
All these clouds are running and waving
goodbye, oh this view will keep me warm
this view will keep me warm, for now

I kiss the night with my own mind
I paint the sky with my own words
Hear me sing for you

All those people walking by,
their decisions make them cold
Only you came down and cheered for me,
oh your love will keep me warm
your love will keep me warm, for now

I kiss the night with my own mind
I paint the sky with my own words
I wipe the streets with my own dreams
I write this song with all my heart
Hear me sing for you

Often we don't know what story hides behind a lonely man
Often we don't know what story hides behind a drunken man
Often we don't know what story hides behind a broken man
I take my time, look in ther eyes and realize

I kiss the night with my own mind
I paint the sky with my own words
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