Paris, Texas - St. Thomas

Paris, Texas

You think your dreams will come true

But your past will hurt you

Tell you something new

Pablo Neruda, he was your only friend

Gave you something to hope for

But disappeared in the end

The man on the screen

Appears with a light in his eye

Look up on a dream

His only chance is to try

Or his heart will die

I’ve seen to many movies

My memory will always cry

I wish you would ask me

So I could decide

You’ll be here forever

The bench will carry your name

The boys next door will understand

And live their lives in shame

The man on the screen

Appears with a light in his eye

Look up on a dream

his only chance is to try

Or His heart will die