So good to hear your voice
Yeah I know its been a long time
Sometimes I miss those years
The melodrama that we went through
I dropped the telephone
When I heard youre getting married
Take a step back with me
And see your life from a birds-eye view
Forgive me if youre feeling pressured or harassed
If theres a chance I have to ask

Will you meet me at the top of the Eiffel Tower
This coming Friday at eight?
Ill make the arrangements
Dont think of it as a date
When you see the view from the Eiffel Tower
The Paris skyline at dark
Then youll understand that weve travelled too many miles
To stay apart

How many people said
That we were meant to be together?
I dont believe in fate
Still a part of me wont let go
Tell me Im not too late
It may seem a desperate measure
But if youll humor me
By next Monday well truly know
Im terrified of living life under the threat
Of lasting doubt, of slow regret

Dont think that I
Am only clinging to the past
My lifes too short
The worlds too vast

Maybe youll decide that you never want to depart.