So good to hear your voice
Yeah I know it's been a long time
Maybe I miss those years
The melodrama that we went through
I dropped the telephone
When I heard you're getting married
Take a step back with me
And see your life from a bird's-eye view
Forgive me if you're feeling pressured or harassed
If there's a chance I have to ask

CHORUS:
Will you meet me at the top of the Eiffel Tower
This coming Friday at eight?
I'll make the arrangements
Don't think of it as a date
When you see the view from the Eiffel Tower
The Paris skyline at dark
Then you'll understand that we've travelled too many miles
To stay apart

How many people said
That we were meant to be together
I don't believe in fate
Still a part of me won't let go
Tell me I'm not too late
It may seem a desperate measure
But if you'll humor me
By next Monday we'll truly know
I'm terrified of living life under the threat
Of lasting doubt, of slow regret

Don't think that I
Am only clinging to the past
My life's too short
The world's too vast

Will you meet me at the top of the Eiffel Tower
This coming Friday at eight?
I'll make the arrangements
Don't think of it as a date
When you see the view from the Eiffel Tower
The Paris skyline at dark
Maybe you'll decide that you never want to depart