Flight to Paris - Johann Vera

Midnight is calling and there you go leaving again

I haven’t move since you left me inside this kitchen

We’ve been down this road before

But i speak up, revolving doors

There’s no more tears left to cry i’m not mad anymore

Ran to her house was knocking couldn’t find her at all

She’s taking the last flight to Paris

She’s going to find someone to love

Taking the last flight to Paris

Now she’s gone, gone, gone

Now she’s gone, gone, gone

Not doing fine so i’m calling her phone by the hour

When i scream at the top of my lungs

She’ll hear from the Eiffel Tower

«c'est la vie» no this can’t be

She’s free at last while i’m losing sleep, No

There’s no more tears left to cry when it reign tell it all

Ran to her house, i was knocking, couldn’t find her at all

She’s taking the last flight to Paris

She’s going to find someone to love

Taking the last flight to Paris

Home is where the heart is and my heart is in her bag

Hope that she’ll wake up tomorrow and take me back

Searching for the words to say, hope no one take my place

But she’s gone, gone, gone

I’m taking the first flight to Paris

I’m going to find someone to love

Taking the first flight to Paris

Come back home, home, home

Come back home, home, home