So good to hear your voice
Yeah I know it's been a long time
The melodrama that we went through
When I heard you're getting married
And see your life from a bird's-eye view
Forgive me if you're feeling pressured or harassed
If there's a chance I have to ask
Will you meet me at the top of the Eiffel Tower
This coming Friday at eight?
I'll make the arrangements
Don't think of it as a date
When you see the view from the Eiffel Tower
The Paris skyline at dark
Then you'll understand that we've travelled too many miles
That we were meant to be together
Still a part of me won't let go
It may seem a desperate measure
By next Monday we'll truly know
I'm terrified of living life under the threat
Of lasting doubt, of slow regret
Am only clinging to the past
Will you meet me at the top of the Eiffel Tower
This coming Friday at eight?
I'll make the arrangements
Don't think of it as a date
When you see the view from the Eiffel Tower
The Paris skyline at dark
Maybe you'll decide that you never want to depart