Paroles: Molly Thomason. Heroes.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I see the good in everyone
And I see through you
Well I've seen London
I've yet to see France
But I still got time
I'm young and I'm foolish and I'm lost in romance
And I turn my hat down
Against the rain
And I think of your body
And it warms my brain
Someday we'll get the train to Paris
One day we'll get the train away
Someday we'll get the train that takes us
Where nobody knows our names
Nobody knows our names
We'll live under bridges
Converse with dead kings
And I'll play this money maker, yes
All six strings
And one day you'll tell me,
Looking right in my face,
That you think you really like me
And you think you love this place
Someday we'll get the train to Paris
One day we'll get the train away
Someday we'll get the train that takes us
Where nobody knows our names
Nobody knows our names
Yeah and one thing I can promise too
Is every public washroom wall will talk about
Me and you
We'll slow down, eventually
But let's agree to burn out rather than fade away
Listen to what I say
Someday we'll get the train to Paris
One day we'll get the train away
Someday we'll get the train that takes us
Where nobody knows our names
Nobody knows our names
Someday we'll get the train to Paris
One day we'll get the train away
Someday we'll get the train that takes us
Where nobody knows our names
Nobody knows our names
Nobody knows our names
Violets are blue
I see the good in everyone
And I see through you
Well I've seen London
I've yet to see France
But I still got time
I'm young and I'm foolish and I'm lost in romance
And I turn my hat down
Against the rain
And I think of your body
And it warms my brain
Someday we'll get the train to Paris
One day we'll get the train away
Someday we'll get the train that takes us
Where nobody knows our names
Nobody knows our names
We'll live under bridges
Converse with dead kings
And I'll play this money maker, yes
All six strings
And one day you'll tell me,
Looking right in my face,
That you think you really like me
And you think you love this place
Someday we'll get the train to Paris
One day we'll get the train away
Someday we'll get the train that takes us
Where nobody knows our names
Nobody knows our names
Yeah and one thing I can promise too
Is every public washroom wall will talk about
Me and you
We'll slow down, eventually
But let's agree to burn out rather than fade away
Listen to what I say
Someday we'll get the train to Paris
One day we'll get the train away
Someday we'll get the train that takes us
Where nobody knows our names
Nobody knows our names
Someday we'll get the train to Paris
One day we'll get the train away
Someday we'll get the train that takes us
Where nobody knows our names
Nobody knows our names
Nobody knows our names
Molly Thomason
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