Fred Ventura – Lost in Paris

You, shining like a falling star along my way
Walking in the streets of Paris
I, looking through the city lights, love’s like a game
I’ve never felt so lost in Paris.

Fred Ventura – It’s my time

Sometimes in this world nothing’s going the way we want
I’m here on my own, between my bedroom walls
The windows are closed, winter’s blowing on the road
You’re so far away, I wish you were here today.