Paris

When I'm talking to you

It's almost is like I'm collecting stars

I know exactly who you are

And I love every bit and every part

You redesigned the blueprint of my heart

The red is beating

No; screaming

In the language some travel to Paris for

But I heard it,

Since you walked through my door

I'm standing beneath the Eiffel tower

Waiting till I can devour

Your endless pit of love

That you saved for me