Paris - Black Atlass

Falling, falling

For the diamonds at night

Falling, falling

For the diamonds at night

No, no, no

If it gets old

For the candles in the black, stories told

Walk outta the bar

You turn, slow

Grippin' your hand

It’s cold

Falling, falling

For the diamonds at night

Falling, falling

For the diamonds at night

Have you lived yet, been older?

Not right now, but I’ll be over

Tough right now, but I’ll stay closer

Please stay closer

Back away

Snow outside

Skies is talkin'

Paris walkin'

Falling, falling

For the diamonds at night

Falling, falling

For the diamonds at night