On Your Mind
In comparison to Paris
You lie like the city of lights, and you fight like my parents
About who, and what, and when
And you barely even shared it
Goodnight to the pretty old sky, and goodnight to the terrace
Where we knew what we had been
And your mind is just like theirs is
To die, what a pity to die
Without getting to cherish all the things you left behind
And I know, you know what fair is
So why do you sit there and cry like you might have to bear this
Like you'd even have to try?
I know for a fact, I'm on your mind like all the time
And when you get back to being fine, then I'm your guy
In the valley, there's a river
That moves like a snake, how it glides and it slithers away
In a way that makes it seem to only grow bigger
There's a boat upon this river
That came from the lake
And she's headed away for the winter and freezing
And I'd be most pleased to go with her
But it seems that I'm stuck on you, and you are stuck on me
And I don't know what to do 'cause you did this to me
Oh, in comparison to Paris
You lie like the city of lights, and you fight like my parents
About who, and what, and when, mm
And you barely even shared it
Goodnight to the pretty old sky, and goodnight to the terrace
Where we knew what we had been
I know for a fact, I'm on your mind like all the time
And when you get back to being fine, then I'm your guy
You lie like the city of lights, and you fight like my parents
About who, and what, and when
And you barely even shared it
Goodnight to the pretty old sky, and goodnight to the terrace
Where we knew what we had been
And your mind is just like theirs is
To die, what a pity to die
Without getting to cherish all the things you left behind
And I know, you know what fair is
So why do you sit there and cry like you might have to bear this
Like you'd even have to try?
I know for a fact, I'm on your mind like all the time
And when you get back to being fine, then I'm your guy
In the valley, there's a river
That moves like a snake, how it glides and it slithers away
In a way that makes it seem to only grow bigger
There's a boat upon this river
That came from the lake
And she's headed away for the winter and freezing
And I'd be most pleased to go with her
But it seems that I'm stuck on you, and you are stuck on me
And I don't know what to do 'cause you did this to me
Oh, in comparison to Paris
You lie like the city of lights, and you fight like my parents
About who, and what, and when, mm
And you barely even shared it
Goodnight to the pretty old sky, and goodnight to the terrace
Where we knew what we had been
I know for a fact, I'm on your mind like all the time
And when you get back to being fine, then I'm your guy
Credits
Writer(s): Noah Floersch
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