In France you are sleeping
I wish I could see you
It's always this way
Love sent from Bordeaux
Love sent from Bordeaux
I try to say something
The words they grow fainter
And you're slipping away
Love sent from Bordeaux
Love sent from Bordeaux
Just in odd moments
I wish you could see me
It's always this way
Love sent from Bordeaux
Love sent from Bordeaux
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