The Paris Match
Empty hours spent combing the streets
In daytime showers they've become my beat
As I walk from café to bar
I wish I knew where you are
Because you've clouded my mind
And now I'm all out of time
Empty skies say try to forget
Better advice is to have no regrets
As I tread the boulevard floor
Will I see you once more?
Because you've clouded my mind
'Til then I'm biding my time
I'm only sad in a natural way
And I enjoy sometimes feeling this way
The gift you gave is desire
The match that started my fire
I'm only sad in a natural way
And I enjoy sometimes feeling this way
The gift you gave is desire
The match that started my fire
Empty nights with nothing to do
I sit and think every thought is for you
I get so restless and bored
So I go out once more
I hate to feel so confined
Feel like I'm wasting my time
Je suis tellement triste naturellement
Et j'aime tant de garder ce sentiment
Ton cadeau s'appelait désir
L'allumette qui portait ma flamme
(L'allumette qui portait ma flamme)
(L'allumette qui portait ma flamme)
The match that started my fire
(L'allumette qui portait ma flamme)
The match that started my
(L'allumette qui portait ma flamme)
(L'allumette qui portait ma flamme)
The match that started my
(L'allumette qui portait ma flamme)
(L'allumette qui portait ma flamme)
In daytime showers they've become my beat
As I walk from café to bar
I wish I knew where you are
Because you've clouded my mind
And now I'm all out of time
Empty skies say try to forget
Better advice is to have no regrets
As I tread the boulevard floor
Will I see you once more?
Because you've clouded my mind
'Til then I'm biding my time
I'm only sad in a natural way
And I enjoy sometimes feeling this way
The gift you gave is desire
The match that started my fire
I'm only sad in a natural way
And I enjoy sometimes feeling this way
The gift you gave is desire
The match that started my fire
Empty nights with nothing to do
I sit and think every thought is for you
I get so restless and bored
So I go out once more
I hate to feel so confined
Feel like I'm wasting my time
Je suis tellement triste naturellement
Et j'aime tant de garder ce sentiment
Ton cadeau s'appelait désir
L'allumette qui portait ma flamme
(L'allumette qui portait ma flamme)
(L'allumette qui portait ma flamme)
The match that started my fire
(L'allumette qui portait ma flamme)
The match that started my
(L'allumette qui portait ma flamme)
(L'allumette qui portait ma flamme)
The match that started my
(L'allumette qui portait ma flamme)
(L'allumette qui portait ma flamme)
Credits
Writer(s): Paul John Weller
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