SlawikXSound — La Bohème

In a little room in Paris, with the rain against the glass,
We had nothing in our pockets, but we made the moment last.
Cheap wine and an old guitar, dancing underneath the stars.
We were poor, but we were dreaming,
And we thought we'd never part.
We didn't need a golden palace,
We didn't need a diamond ring.
All we needed was each other, and a song for us to sing.
La bohème, la bohème, take me back to who I was.
La bohème, la bohème, to the nights that felt like love.
We were young and we were crazy, we were broke,
But we were free.
La bohème, la bohème, come back home to me.
Years went by like passing trains,
Silver slowly touched our hair.
But sometimes I still hear your laughter,
Like you're standing right there.