They call to write sad songs
When New Orleans need blues
They know I'll ride along,
And they call me a song bird
I still remember when
We filled each other's dreams:
Those cinderella days
Of kings and beauty queens
And you called me a princess
And you saved me from sad songs
Now the nighttime's just darkness
Where we once belonged
And I could be love like the edge of your dreams
And I can heal the darkness forever, it seems
And I could be love like the edge of your dreams
If you save me again.
Now we're the only ones
They call to write love songs
When Paris needs tunes
They know we'll ride along
When you called me a princess
And you saved me from sad songs
Now the nighttime's just darkness
Where we once belonged
And I could be love like the edge of your dreams
And I can heal the darkness forever, it seems
And I could be love like the edge of your dreams
If you save me again.
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