I haven't seen her For a month or so Young love feels like finding buried gold We meet in Paris Fly straight through the night And my heart feels just like new sunglasses in the taxi ride I remember who we are When we're being young and dumb Paris feels like falling back in love Back in love Now were walking Talking hand in hand, yeah Nervous at the bakery, not speaking French And she is smiling, she is beautiful And I feel sixteen while we, we are making love Oh yeah I remember who we are When we're being young and dumb Paris feels like falling back in love I remember who we are When we're being young and dumb Paris feels like falling back in love Falling back in love, yeah I haven't seen her For a month or so Young love feels like finding buried gold