Whether Paris, or Perris, It's All The Same To Me

Last week you asked me to remind you to tell me about the Taylor Swift song that has lyrics that remind you of us. We talked the next day and you read those lyrics to me. The song was called Paris, and boy, is this ever a song whose lyrics ring true! Regardless of where we stay or where we are, I feel like I'm in the best place possible. The finest ambiance doesn't mean much if you're not there. Motel 6 in the desert? I love it if you're there. High-rise casino in Vegas? Yes, as long as you're there! Underneath a tree after a drive from the L.A. are? As long as my pretty girl is there, I'll be there with a smile on my face. Hell, even that raggedy-ass hotel near Slab City is just as good as any four-star...ok, that might be a stretch. But you know what I'm saying, right? What makes it special is the music we share, the stories we tell, the articles we read, the cheap wine that we drink, the plans that we make, etc. That's what makes everywhere just as good as Paris when we're together.

I'm so in love that I might stop breathing

Drew a map on your bedroom ceiling

No, I didn't see the news

'Cause we were somewhere else

Stumbled down pretend alleyways

Cheap wine, make believe it's champagne

I was taken by the view

Like we were in Paris

Like we were somewhere else

Like we were in Paris, oh

We were somewhere else

Privacy sign on the door

And on my page and on the whole world

Romance is not dead if you keep it just yours

Levitate above all the messes made

Sit quiet by my side in the shade

And not the kind that's thrown

I mean, the kind under where a tree has grown