Paris, Texas

Paris, Texas
You think your dreams will come true
But your past will hurt you
Tell you something new
Pablo Neruda, he was your only friend
Gave you something to hope for
But disappeared in the end
The man on the screen
Appears with a light in his eye
Look up on a dream
His only chance is to try
Or his heart will die
I’ve seen to many movies
My memory will always cry
I wish you would ask me
So I could decide
You’ll be here forever
The bench will carry your name
The boys next door will understand
And live their lives in shame
The man on the screen
Appears with a light in his eye
Look up on a dream
his only chance is to try
Or His heart will die