Alida St. Paroles

the winters are cold

It rains now and then
the streets are in Paris
Most people don't care

Mr. Faithful
If it's fun it's okay
So that's why it's this way

I wish for a wishing well
This smoke is the air
I breathe in times of despair

I'll think about you when
My dangerous heart is ready to fall apart

My composition is weak
And this dedication is all out of tune
If this proposition repeats Where we marked our paths

Goodbye my love
I have been told
the winters are cold

It rains now and then
the streets are in Paris
Most people don't care