John McDermott
Postcard From Paris
Dear friend of mine, the weather's fineToday I saw some ruins of the Roman worlds declineAnd I climbed those Spanish steps, you heard so much aboutBut Rome has lost its glory, I don't know what it's aboutI wish you were hereWhen the shadows falling and all the rushing traffic's stillI wish you were hereWhen the bells are ringing on the Seven HillsI'll make my way to a small cafeI wonder what you did todayI wish you were hereDear one at home, I just flew in from RomeParis is a postcard all decked out in colour chromeSo I climbed the Eiffel Tower, I prayed at Notre DameBut I just can't find the romance and I wonder why I cameI wish you were hereOn the Champs-Elysees, lovers walking hand in handI wish you were hereWhen they take one look at me and seem to understandThis city of light is a lovely sightBut the first bright star I see tonightLetras de cancionesI wish you were hereNow I write this from the planeDrinking cheap champagneWondering how two people got so far apartWish you were hereHere in London where the rain is pouring downI wish you were hereOn this airplane headed back to New York townI'll never leave you alone againI'm coming home but until thenI wish you were hereI wish you were hereI wish you were here
From Letras Mania