Paris In Your Eyes

Every time I see you,

I see Paris in your eyes

A hint of the forbidden,

Brigitte Bardot style

Every time I dream of you,

I dream that distant land

Where I once held tomorrow in my hand

First time I saw Paris in your eyes

You told me how you loved me

Under blue Picasso skies

We spoke of Michelangelo

And we solved each others' lives

The first time I saw

Paris in your eyes Every time

I touched you, I could taste a breath of spring

April in Paris is every lover's dream

Every time I'd call your name,

It would sound so much in tune

Just like Notre dame cathedral at high noon

First time I saw Paris in your eyes