Sainte-Chappelle

Nobody says what they mean no more
We're just stuck watching the tube
I'll tell you what i could be for sure
Someone who looks after you

Lets go catch a flight
Let's go back to paris where we met that night
Let's go see the sights
Sainte-Chapelle is really something in the light
I promise tonight
I'll make it up to you

November's pulled off my feet again
Oh have you looked at the news
Can we go to those streets again
I know you're sick of it too

Lets go catch a flight
Let's go back to paris where we met that night
Let's go see the sights
Luxembourg is really something in the light
I promise tonight
I'll make it up to you

(Cabby Whistling)



Credits
Writer(s): Taylor Andrew Van Ginkel
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