LYRIC



December in Paris
Mon Petite Francaise
Will Always remind me
Of how great some loves can get
Still waiting on you
At our bench on St Michelle
But You will never come again
to Parc Montsoury
July on Cote Azur
I thought our dream would never end
But it ended some time
because everything begins,
Yet everything ends
in Paris….

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