You remember how we flew home at night?
Head full of memories, I could tell
You shone when we caught sight of Paris
and smiled at the lights of the Tour Eiffel
It was so small, a golden dagger
In a playground of streetlights and bars
Full of the memories that make me stagger
A flashlight on streetlife and cars
Oh, how I wish I could find a way
To take us back to those nights, we'd see
The secret to happiness isn't time or place
It's the laissez faire of the c'est la vie
The secret to happiness isn't time or place
It's the finding the people we can be
The mighty drinkers in that old cafe
Who asked us all about The Queen
We shared their wine and spirit, I have to say
But we lost the thread, I felt so mean
We headed home along the banks of the Seine
I headed out on a limb
The easiest thing to do was to stake a claim
But, my mind was dulled and my eyes were dim
Oh, how I wish I could find a way
To take us back to those nights, we'd see
The secret to happiness isn't time or place
It's the laissez faire of the c'est la vie
The secret to happiness isn't time or place
It's finding the people we can be
We chased the plane in an airport race
Entangled in our own youth
Although I'd held back just to check out the place
What more did I need, in truth?
