So good to hear your voice Yeah I know its been a long time Sometimes I miss those years The melodrama that we went through I dropped the telephone When I heard youre getting married Take a step back with me And see your life from a birds-eye view Forgive me if youre feeling pressured or harassed If theres a chance I have to ask
Will you meet me at the top of the Eiffel Tower This coming Friday at eight? Ill make the arrangements Dont think of it as a date When you see the view from the Eiffel Tower The Paris skyline at dark Then youll understand that weve travelled too many miles To stay apart
How many people said That we were meant to be together? I dont believe in fate Still a part of me wont let go Tell me Im not too late It may seem a desperate measure But if youll humor me By next Monday well truly know Im terrified of living life under the threat Of lasting doubt, of slow regret
Dont think that I Am only clinging to the past My lifes too short The worlds too vast