Paroles de Going To Paris

I'm glad you know cause words are not allowed to speak Of the difference inbetween - So we don't speak It's hard to see when skies are blue that all blue Turns grey and we don't even care - it's all about Getting through We all hope for a better day, we all hope for a place To stay and maybe to find someone that feels the same way we do We'll drive down to the Atlantic, passing countryside In the mid of summer, endless miles through dusty Highways and untouched valleys On the side of the road stands that perfect stranger Wearing a sign saying: I am going to Paris - Are you going my way? We all hope for a better day in a different place Another way, we all hope for a place to stay And maybe to find someone else that feels the same way We do................ I'm on my way............... I'm on My way......... I'm on my way