The city of love is the city you make it. Some girls dream of going to Paris and marrying this french genius or whatever they think to be, but they don’t. They won’t find some stranger for a husband - they will find a friend. Someone you know. The city of love, that could be in Idaho, or Wyoming, or wherever. Your city is the city of love, not Paris.
I wasn't born in the light
Life and Death
We are us - and we are the world