I went all the way to Paris   To forget your face   Captured in stained glass   Young lives long since passed   Statues of lovers every place      I went all across the continent   To relieve this restless love   I walked through the ruins   Icons of glory smashed   By the bombs from above      So we must love   While these moments are still called today   Take part in the pain of this passion play   Stretching our youth as we must   Until we are ashes to dust   Until time makes history, of us      Jeu De Paume's full of faces   Knowing peace, knowing strife   Leisure and toil   Still it's canvas and oil   There's just no medium for life      In the midst of the rubble   I felt a sense of rebirth   In a dusty cathedral   The living God called   And I prayed for my life here on earth      So we must love   While these moments are still called today   Take part in the pain of this passion play   Stretching our youth as we must   Until we are ashes to dust   Until time makes history, of us      There are mountains in Switzerland   Brilliant cold as they stand   From my hotel room   Watching the half moon   Bleeding its light like a lamb      And the town is illuminated   Its tiny figures are fast asleep   And it dawns on me   The time is upon me   To return to the flock I must keep      So we must love   While these moments are still called today   Take part in the pain of this passion play   Stretching our youth as we must   Until we are ashes to dust   Until time makes history, of us