Cafés, Clouds and Silver Rain

[Verse 1] Grey sky Cotton over Paris Scarf loose Camera on your chest Steam curls from a chipped white saucer You watch the pavement catch its breath Slow steps along the swollen river Cobblestones slick like film you shot You frame a stranger’s crooked umbrella Turn every raindrop into a thought [Chorus] You love cafés Clouds and silver rain Black and white on every windowpane Walking where the water meets the stone again With your coffee warm And your collar torn You fall in love with Paris in the rain [Verse 2] Bouquet stall under striped red canvas Petals glisten Bruised and bright You freeze a tear on a yellow tulip A story hiding in the light Bridge arches echo quiet footsteps Boat lights blur and softly sway You tilt the world into your visor Catch all the colors washed to grey [Chorus] You love cafés Clouds and silver rain Black and white on every windowpane Walking where the water meets the stone again With your coffee warm And your collar torn You fall in love with Paris in the rain [Bridge] You say the sun feels too loud sometimes (mmm) But the storm speaks in a softer tongue In every puddle Every passing face You find a frame Then the day is sung (oh) [Chorus] You love cafés Clouds and silver rain Black and white on every windowpane Walking where the water meets the stone again With your coffee warm And your heart reborn You fall in love with Paris in the rain