The parties always started late
The laughter, games and dinner dates
The White horse hills or drinks in Maida Vale
How mischief was the queen of May
You'd flash your dark brown eyes and say
Who dares to follow, dares to play the game
But time goes by and moments fly
Whoever said that bloods thicker than wine?
Statues in Paris, down by the Seine
Creaking on floorboards for giggles and games
Oxfordshire mornings of Pimms and Champagne
A drop by the river, the first day of May
I never thought I would depend
On scraps I recollect but then
I never thought our time would ever end
And though I tried, my words were tied
But now I've found my way to say goodbye
Statues in Paris, down by the Seine
Creaking on floorboards for giggles and games
Oxfordshire mornings of Pimms and Champagne
A drop by the river, the first day of May
A phone call at midnight, A party on the roof
The whispering of stones, catch memories of youth,
But nothing, and no one
Will ever replace my memories of you
Statues in Paris, down by the Seine
Creaking on floorboards for giggles and games
Oxfordshire mornings of Pimms and Champagne
A Drop by the river, the first day of May
Statues in Paris... Statues in Paris...