Paris Nights/New York Mornings Corinne Bailey Rae

Breakfast at Mickey's, make-up still on
Elbows on the greasy table cloth
One more coffee and one last cigarette

Smiling at the rain 'cause you hold me close
My best dress on underneath this old coat
Walking down Bleecker no one is awake yet

And onward, seven hours
Nothing but clouds
It's enough to make your heart sigh
I thought we should try
Pick me up and take me out

Ooh, we crash into love-filled nights
(Paris nights and New York mornings)
Ooh, we race till we're out of time
(Paris nights and New York mornings)
And now that you've taken me up so high
(Paris nights and New York mornings)
Don't let me down
Don't let me down

I could see the lights from the restaurant
I couldn't quite perfect that nonchalance
Paris and champagne with one brown sugar cube