When You Call My Name

every time i see you i see paris in your eyes

a hint of the forbidden brigitte bardot style

every time i dream of you i dream that distant land

where i once held tomorrow in my hand

*the first time i saw paris in your eyes

you told me how to loved me

undre blue picasso skies

we spoke of michaelangelo

and we solved each others'lives

the first time i saw paris in your eyes

every time i touched you

i could taste a breath of apring

april in paris is every lover's dream

everytime i'd call your name

it would sound so much in tune

just like notre dame cathedral at high noon *