every time i see you ,i see paris in your eyes a hint of the forbidden ,brigitte bardot style every time i dream of you , i dream that distant land where i once held tomorrow in my hand *the first time i saw paris in your eyes you told me how to loved me undre blue picasso skies we spoke of michaelangelo and we solved each others'lives the first time i saw paris in your eyes every time i touched you, i could taste a breath of apring april in paris is every lover's dream everytime i'd call your name , it would sound so much in tune just like notre dame cathedral at high noon *