Sangtekst: Rosanne Cash. Sleeping In Paris.
I'll send the angels to watch over you tonight
And you send them right back to me
A lonely road is a bodyguard
If we really want it to be
There's fascination behind every window
But I know you really care for me
And soon we'll be sleeping in Paris
And we can set those angels free
No one sees behind the mask
No one knows I'm sinking fast
But soon we'll be sleeping in Paris
And we can set those angels free
Love is just a lunar slave
It's tied to the ebb and flow
Generations get glued to the waves
Just to see which way they'll go
There's desperation on wild street corners
But I think you're just waiting for me
And soon we'll be sleeping in Paris
And we can set those wild ones free
No one sees behind the door
But every day it's one step forward
And soon we'll be sleeping in Paris
And we can set those wild ones free
All those nights I laid with my eyes closed
But not sleeping at all, those nights
I thought I knew which way the wind blows
But now it's blowing me back to you
And the wind speaks French too
No one sees and no one knows
But every day I'm letting go
And soon we'll be sleeping in Paris
Soon we'll be sleeping in Paris
And we can set those angels free
And you send them right back to me
A lonely road is a bodyguard
If we really want it to be
There's fascination behind every window
But I know you really care for me
And soon we'll be sleeping in Paris
And we can set those angels free
No one sees behind the mask
No one knows I'm sinking fast
But soon we'll be sleeping in Paris
And we can set those angels free
Love is just a lunar slave
It's tied to the ebb and flow
Generations get glued to the waves
Just to see which way they'll go
There's desperation on wild street corners
But I think you're just waiting for me
And soon we'll be sleeping in Paris
And we can set those wild ones free
No one sees behind the door
But every day it's one step forward
And soon we'll be sleeping in Paris
And we can set those wild ones free
All those nights I laid with my eyes closed
But not sleeping at all, those nights
I thought I knew which way the wind blows
But now it's blowing me back to you
And the wind speaks French too
No one sees and no one knows
But every day I'm letting go
And soon we'll be sleeping in Paris
Soon we'll be sleeping in Paris
And we can set those angels free
Rosanne Cash