When you cry more than you need in a new city
Sing this song and have some tea, would you please?
When you wander the empty streets and sing like you were in Paris
It'd be true tonight, if you held me tight

And I will hold hold hold hold you tightly
And I will hold hold hold hold you tightly
And I will hold hold hold hold you tightly
For a century, or for years maybe

My dear, sometimes everything turns hard
And you tried to be the one you're not
Wear me the wig and pretend I'm blonde
Then you can pitch 'bout anything you want

When your mind is off somewherе
You're a strange kind of grownup bears
But you know my dеar
You're just wonderfully weird

And I will hold hold hold hold you tightly
And I will hold hold hold hold you tightly
And I will hold hold hold hold you tightly
For a century, or for years maybe