The Maine - Raining In Paris

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