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.

{Chorus 1 Start}
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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