We crash landed in Paris on the way back from a mission. I wished we could relax for a moment. I gazed into his eyes.We could share a crêpe sucréeAt this Parisian café
He was only looking around for some place that sold airplane parts.Take a break and smell these flowersUnderneath the Eiffel Tower
He told me we could probably get something somewhere nearby. I sighed.Won't you share a crème brûlée with me?How perfect could this beIn the City of Love? (In the City of Love)In the City of Love. (In the City of Love)
He took my hand for a moment, but it was just because he got directions from a local to a nearby hardware store.We could try some fancy cheeseOr peruse the galleries.
He walked right past me.Isn't this a perfect day?How do I look in this beret?
He didn't even see me.Oh, how can he not feel the same wayWhen we're strolling down the Champs-Élysées
He was too distracted with finding a wrench to get the ship going.In the City of Love? (In the City of Love)In the City of Love.I wish that he would whisper "Ma chérie, je t'aime"But all he wants to do is try to fix that plane,
We walked back to the plane slowly. He didn't even look at me.In the City of Love. (In the City of Love)In the City of Love. (In the City of Love)In the City of Love. (In the City of Love)
I wish he would notice me.