At the age of 37
She knew she'd found forever
As she rode along through Paris
With the warm wind in her hair
She knew she'd found forever
As she rode along through Paris
With the warm wind in her hair
An all-time favourite of mine, I don't remember not knowing this song.
I thought about it often last year, becoming ever more determined not to end up like Lucy.
For my 37th birthday I didn't go to Paris.
I chose Prague.
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