Shadows In Paris

why must we meet
in the shadows of paris
where hardly a star seems to shine
why can't we meet in the sunlight of paris
where paris can see you're mine.

have you come to me from another
whose lips you have tried
do you still belong to another
is that why we hide

why am i cold in the sunlight of paris
where laughter and songs fill the skies
why am i warm in the shadows of paris
when i know that dawn means goodbye.

-Henry Mancini-