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Paris is littered
With pretty runaway American girls
Who left the boys who loved them behind
Cuz they didn't say "I love you" in time
I couldn't get bribe the cabbie to drive recklessly
When I tried to catch up to you
And I couldn't find your flight number up on the screen
When I tried to catch up to you
Then I couldn't get through airport security
When I tried to catch up to you
But hey I got a hell of a view
Watching your plane fly away
I fault myself for not saying what you wanted to hear
And I hate myself for not hearing the saddness in your voice
There were so many times I could've spoken up
But the circumstances never seemed good enough
Now I'm paying the price being all by myself
On the long ride back to a home I don't know without you
I kinda hoping you're crying but I really hope you're not
All I want is you happy even if I'm not there
So I go back to the same old routine
Trying to put you behind
But you'll always be the girl I thought was mine
And so I'll wonder from time to time
What you're doing now
Taking black and white pictures or writing poetry
Painting or taking train rides across Europe
And I keep thinking how
Paris is littered
With pretty runaway American girls
Who left the boys who loved them behind
Cuz they didn't say "I love you" in time