Alone In Paris
Ethereal Freedom: Waking Up Alone in Paris with Faith Richards
Lyrics
What if I told you you're finally free
Posing a hypothetical situation where the listener is informed about newfound freedom.
What if you knew that you're your own best company
Asking the listener to consider recognizing their own value and finding contentment in their own company.
Would you live differently, if you had a seat by the apple tree
Questioning if the listener would change their lifestyle if provided a peaceful setting, symbolized by a seat near an apple tree.
Oh, it could be
Expressing the possibility of positive change or opportunity in the mentioned scenario.
Like waking up alone in Paris
Comparing a feeling of solitude in Paris upon waking up.
Red wine and a jay on the terrace
Describing a scene of relaxation with red wine and a rolled cannabis cigarette on the balcony.
I can hear the birds sing
Sensing the beauty of nature's sounds, particularly birds singing.
Like they're talking to me
Feeling a personal connection to the birds' songs as if they hold a message.
Now I'm dancing with the sun by my side
Metaphorically dancing joyfully in the presence of sunlight.
Everything that's good fills my mind
Experiencing overwhelming positivity and happiness.
Oh I'm floating in the air and I swear it's
Sensory feeling of weightlessness or euphoria, akin to floating in the air.
Like waking up alone in Paris
Reiteration of the sensation of waking up contentedly alone in Paris.
Lost in the moment as time disappears
Feeling lost in a moment where time seems irrelevant.
This new kind of romance I wouldn't trade for a hundred years
Expressing the value and uniqueness of a newfound romantic experience.
My being's ethereal and every step is a miracle
Sensing a spiritual or transcendental state of being, where every step feels miraculous.
Oh, I found it after all
Realizing the discovery of this profound feeling.
Like waking up alone in Paris
Repeating the comparison of a peaceful solitary awakening in Paris.
Red wine and a jay on the terrace
Restating the serene image of enjoying red wine and a joint on the terrace.
I can hear the birds sing
Continuing to hear the birds' songs as if they have a personal significance.
Like they're talking to me
Feeling a connection or conversation with nature.
Now I'm dancing with the sun by my side
Dancing joyfully with the presence of sunlight.
Everything's that good fills my mind
Experiencing a mind filled with positivity and goodness.
Oh I'm floating in the air and I swear it's
Reiterating the sensation of floating or feeling weightless.
Like waking up alone in Paris
Repetition of the peaceful solitude experienced waking up alone in Paris.
Alone in Paris
Emphasizing the state of being alone in Paris.
Alone in Paris
Repeating the sentiment of solitude in Paris.
Breathing with the wind
Engaging with the natural elements like wind and absorbing its essence.
Letting it soak it in
Intentionally allowing oneself to absorb the surroundings.
I want this
Expressing a strong desire for the mentioned experience.
I want this
Reiteration of the desire for the mentioned experience.
Thank God I got this
Expressing gratitude for having the experience akin to waking up alone in Paris.
It's like waking up alone in Paris
Reaffirming the feeling of peaceful solitude in Paris.
Red wine and a jay on the terrace
Restating the relaxing scene with red wine and a joint on the terrace.
I can hear the birds sing
Continued connection to the birds' songs as if they communicate.
Like they're talking to me
Feeling a conversational link with the bird songs.
Now I'm dancing with the sun by my side
Metaphorically dancing with the presence of sunlight.
Everything that's good fills my mind
Experiencing a mind filled with positivity and goodness.
Oh I'm floating in the air and I swear it's
Reiteration of the sensation of floating or feeling weightless.
Like waking up alone in Paris
Repetition of the serene feeling of waking up alone in Paris.
Mmmm
An indistinct hum or melody, perhaps echoing the solitude in Paris.
Alone in Paris
Reiterating the state of being alone in Paris.
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