Raining in Paris - The Maine

Midnight comes in

Paris and as

I light my cigarette

The rain it hits my face

So I start walking

Toward the Ferris wheel

From my hotel on

Champs-Élysées

For now I am alone

I might always be alone

My heart is in the city of love

But it’s raining in Paris

What good is a heart of gold

With nobody to share it with

It’s coming down, it’s coming down

My head can hardly bare it

My heart is in the city of love

But it’s raining in Paris

So let it rain on me

See my heart’s on fire

But I always got cold feet

Love never really did anything for me

Try telling that to this goddamn city

And if the storm should stop

I’d ask you to dance on some cliche mountain top

We’d share straws at your favorite coffee shop

But life it ain’t no romance novel

I met a man

Who sold umbrellas and

Just five dollars

Saved me from all that rain

For now I am alone

I think I like being alone