Dandy Boy, Paris: We need your help!

  • I can comment on it

  • I know the meaning

  • I can review it

  • I can translate it

Skip to video »
Genre not found
Artist not found
Album not found
Song not found
Paris
by Dandy Boy

Nonsense is hanging like fruit in the tree
and i wonder which one to pick you, pick me
and you just can't be happy, you know too much for that
how did the apple taste, Adam?

And I know what I am up to, and I know if it wasn't for you
I wouldn't be here, rambling on my guitar in my room

Your eyes are bigger than mine
not in their shape but in the size
size of my sadness when I look in them
I never painted you with the colours you deserved

And I know what I am up to, and I know if it wasn't for you
I wouldn't be here, rambling on my guitar in my room

And it's not good
to want a thing too much
it's never good to want a thing too much
a thing too much
a thing too much
someone too much.

Contributed by Hudson I. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
To comment on specific lyrics, highlight them

More Videos