Parisian skies   Shadows beneath your eyes   All we have is now   And the arc of your brow      You came to leave these shores   You have an inkling in your pores   We came to bid farewell   The tears began to swell      Oh, I don't think she knew   I can't forget her      The dark withholds   And lives unfold   We always slept so well   Our bodies seemed to gel      The mind persists   We have thoughts to exist   It was a test I failed   Her passion never paled      Oh, I don't think she knew   How much I loved her   Oh, I don't think she knew      Is this the thrill of the chase?   How can I keep up the pace?   Is this the thrill of the chase?   How can I keep up the pace?   Is this the thrill of the chase?   How can I keep up the pace?      Is this the thrill of the chase?   How can I keep up the pace?   Is this the thrill of the chase?   How can I keep up the pace?   Is this the thrill of the chase?   How can I keep up the pace?      Parisian skies   Shadows beneath your eyes   We always slept so well   The present casts a spell      You said we never talked   But there's a lightness that it brought   Refracting all my sins   We never lacked a thing      Oh, I don't think she knew   How much I loved her   Oh, I don't think she knew   Oh, Rebbecca, your loss was mine too      Did you ever feel the thrill of the chase?   The breath on your neck in a locked embrace?   Did you ever feel the thrill of the chase?   The hairs on your neck in lost embrace?      I love the tiny veins on your back   They remind me of the way   That porcelain cracks