The tall blonde songstress's self-titled album, 'Faith, ' sold four million copies worldwide. The album featured her hit single 'This Kiss, ' which topped the charts for three straight weeks and became her first crossover success, hitting number five on the pop charts. The album also featured 'Let Me Go, ' for which Faith received a Grammy nomination in the category of Best Female Country Vocal.
The Come Home Songfacts says that Come Home, Faith Hill's first song to be heard from her seventh studio album was penned by Ryan Tedder about a soldier friend of his who was serving overseas. Hill debuted the song on the CMA Awards on November 9, 2011 and it was made available for download shortly afterwards.
American Heart, the first official single from Faith Hill's seventh studio album was written by Jonathan Singleton and Jim Beavers and tells the story of a woman whom survives her struggles by her faith in the American dream. "It bleeds, it scars, but it shines when times get hard," sings Hill, "you can't break an American heart." The song was released to country radio, for airplay on October 1, 2012. (American Heart Songfacts)
Paris
Faith Hill Lyrics
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Like a rocket to the moon.
The station's like a circus
Every face is a cartoon.
And everyone's stoned on pride
And drunk on cheap champagne.
Sure don't live up to its name.
Now all I can say is
I'd give this world to you
Every rock and every stone
Every masterpiece in Rome
And if you'd ask me to
I'd steal the Mona Lisa
Tear it up in little pieces
And lay them at your feet
For all the world to see.
But tonight I can't give you Paris.
Aristicats are everywhere
And the air is as thick as thieves.
She'd like nothing better than to
Steal the breath from me.
And the tower's lights ain't shinin'
As it hangs its head in shame
At the sight of American blood
On the streets of St. Germain
Washin' up into the Seine
And I'd give this world to you
I'd steal the crown and kingdom
From the Queen of England
And if you'd ask me to
I'd take this city in my hands
Break it down to grains of sand
And lay them at your feet
For all the world to see.
But tonight I can't give you Paris.
Faith Hill's song Paris is a poignant commentary on the disillusionment that often sets in when one's dreams fail to come true. The train pulling into Paris like a rocket to the moon suggests a sense of excitement and anticipation that often accompanies the realization of a long-held dream. However, this excitement is short-lived as the reality of Paris is described akin to a circus. Every face is a cartoon suggests a sense of superficiality and artificiality while everyone is stoned on pride and drunk on cheap champagne suggests a false sense of fulfillment and lack of real substance. The singer expresses disappointment that the joie de vivre, a stereotypical expression of French culture, fails to live up to its name.
The second verse takes a darker turn as the singer talks about the Aristicats (Aristocrats) and how the air around them is as thick as thieves. The ambiguous "she" is hinted at stealing the breath from me suggesting a sense of suffocation and unease. The mood further darkens as the sight of American blood on the streets of St. Germain is brought up. The tower's lights aren't shining as they hang their head in shame as if taken over by feelings of guilt at the tragedy. The singer expresses a desire to give everything to the person they love, including the rocks, masterpiece of Rome and the Mona Lisa, which he would destroy and lay at their feet. But, tonight they can't give them Paris, which is paradoxical, since Paris is so close, yet so far away.
Line by Line Meaning
The train pulled into Paris
We arrived at Paris
Like a rocket to the moon.
We arrived very quickly, like a rocket.
The station's like a circus
The station is chaotic, like a circus.
Every face is a cartoon.
Everyone seems exaggerated in their expressions.
And everyone's stoned on pride
Everyone is feeling overly confident.
And drunk on cheap champagne.
Everyone is celebrating with low-quality champagne.
Tonight this joie de vivre
Tonight this celebration
Sure don't live up to its name.
Is disappointing.
Now all I can say is
I can only say
I'd give this world to you
I would do anything for you
Every rock and every stone
Anything in the world that you desire
Every masterpiece in Rome
Even the priceless works of art in Rome
And if you'd ask me to
If you requested it of me
I'd steal the Mona Lisa
I would even steal a famous work of art
Tear it up in little pieces
And destroy it
And lay them at your feet
To show my devotion to you
For all the world to see.
So that everyone knows how much I love you.
But tonight I can't give you Paris.
But tonight, I cannot even give you the city of Paris.
Aristicats are everywhere
Cats are also around everywhere
And the air is as thick as thieves.
The air is heavy, almost suffocating.
She'd like nothing better than to
It seems like she wants to
Steal the breath from me.
Take away my breath or suffocate me.
And the tower's lights ain't shinin'
The tower's lights aren't on
As it hangs its head in shame
As if it is embarrassed or ashamed
At the sight of American blood
Because of the violence in Paris affecting Americans
On the streets of St. Germain
On the streets of a particular Parisian neighborhood
Washin' up into the Seine
Flowing into the river Seine
I'd give this world to you
I would do anything for you
I'd steal the crown and kingdom
I would even take over the country of England
From the Queen of England
From the monarch of the UK
And if you'd ask me to
If you asked me to
I'd take this city in my hands
I would control the entire city
Break it down to grains of sand
And destroy it completely
And lay them at your feet
To demonstrate my love for you
For all the world to see.
So that everyone knows how much I love you.
But tonight I can't give you Paris.
But tonight, I can't even give you the city of Paris.
Lyrics © TuneCore Inc., BMG Rights Management, Salut Ô Éditions, SO2 Édition, Quatryo Éditions, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: GORDIE SAMPSON, BLAIR DALY, TROY VERGES
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