The people we could be

You remember how we flew home at night? Head full of memories, I could tell You shone when we caught sight of Paris and smiled at the lights of the Tour Eiffel It was so small, a golden dagger In a playground of streetlights and bars Full of the memories that make me stagger A flashlight on streetlife and cars Oh, how I wish I could find a way To take us back to those nights, we'd see The secret to happiness isn't time or place It's the laissez faire of the c'est la vie The secret to happiness isn't time or place It's the finding the people we can be The mighty drinkers in that old cafe Who asked us all about The Queen We shared their wine and spirit, I have to say But we lost the thread, I felt so mean We headed home along the banks of the Seine I headed out on a limb The easiest thing to do was to stake a claim But, my mind was dulled and my eyes were dim Oh, how I wish I could find a way To take us back to those nights, we'd see The secret to happiness isn't time or place It's the laissez faire of the c'est la vie The secret to happiness isn't time or place It's finding the people we can be We chased the plane in an airport race Entangled in our own youth Although I'd held back just to check out the place What more did I need, in truth?