Toulouse

There is really nothing left to loose. [spoken by Evana with a french accent]

Let me dream for one more night,

because it hurts so much inside.

Sure it was a pleasure stayin' here,

until they changed the face of fear.

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There's nothing left, there's nothing left, nothing left to loose.

There's nothing left, there's nothing left, just playing the blues.

{Chorus 1 End}

Maybe it was a fools paradise.

Slowly drowning, walking on thin ice.

And the wheel of fortune keeps turning,

and my melting mood keeps burning. [echo]

Will I ever see Paris in spring again?

At the end of this tune will I ever sing again?

What about my dreams - castles in Spain,

Will it stand up against the rain?

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{Chorus 2 Start}

The Carousel spins around

For another round, for another

The Carousel spins around

For another round, for another

{Chorus 2 End}

I forget I'm only flesh and bone

I lie awake night after night alone

While she lies beside me sleeping

The whirlpool in my head starts turning again

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