The Paris Match - Naomi

empty hours
spent combing the street
in daytime showers
they've become my beat
as i walk from cafe to bar
i wish i knew where you are
you've clouded my mind
and now i'm all out of time
empty skies say try to forget
better advice is to have no regrets
as i tread the boulevard floor
will i see you once more
because you've clouded my mind
'till then i'm biding my time
i'm only sad in a natural way
and i enjoy sometimes feeling this way
the gift you gave is desire
the match that started my fire
empty nights with nothing to do
i sit and think every thought is for you
i get so restless and bored
so i go out once more
i hate to feel so confined
i feel like i'm wasting my time
i'm only sad in a natural way
and i enjoy sometimes feeling this way
the gift you gave is desire
the match that started my fire