Paris 2004

Sunday morning,  On the bed, two half-eaten croissants Sunday morning,  We'll soon be out on the boulevards Monday morning,  We have to fly back home again While I'm sleeping,  You paint a ring on my finger with your black marker-pen I'm all about you, you're all about me, we're all about each other I'm all about you, you're all about me, we're all about each other You don't have to tell 'Cause I know so well what we are all after Likewise, if uncertainty puts a spell on me  I have to zoom in your laughter, your laughter Wednesday morning  We sleep over and we're late again Let's skip breakfast,  We need this precious time just to comprehend I'm all about you, you're all about me, we're all about each other I'm all about you, you're all about me, we're all about each other I'm all about you, you're all about me, we're all about each other I'm all about you, you're all about me, we're all about each other Each other... Each other Each other Each other