The Paris Match

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lyrics and chords of: The Paris Match by The Style Council

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date: 95/10/15

 

Empty hours spent combing the streets

In daytime showers they've become my beat

As I walk from caf‚ to bar

I wish I knew where you are

Because you've clouded my mind

And now I'm all out of time

Empty skies say try to forget

Better advice is to have no regrets

As I tread the boulevard floor

Will I see you once more?

Because you've clouded my mind

'Till then I'm biding my time.

I'm only sad in a natural way

And I enjoy sometimes feeling this way

The gift you gave is desire

The match that started my fire

 

 

Empty nights with nothing to do

I sit and think, ev'ry thought is for you

I get so restless and bored

So I go out once more.

I hate to feel so confined

Feel like I'm wasting my time

I'm only sad in a natural way

And I enjoy sometimes feeling this way

The gift you gave is desire

The match that started my fire

 

 

The match that started my fire

The match that started my fire

The match that started my fire

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