October winds blow the river low
The nights are getting quickly cold
North royal lights guide me back home

South down the 6 to the 403
By strawberry sunflowers, golden seeds
In the city of smoke I got a girl on Paradise Road

Back in the village there's a festival
A drunken fox, a twilight minstrel
Rosy's in the window, she's waiting on me
And downtown at the station their selling destinations
To lovers who wait in cold wind
Heavy rain, lost thunder, blue lightning

This town won't be the same in the winter
As it was in the story book summer
Every time I hear thunder I think of her
Princess shores, swimming pool invasions
Houses on the hill where the cops are waiting
Middle of the street, sweet sweet good-nights

Street lights play fortune sellers
Strolled underneath them thinking how I can tell her
Those were the good old nights, good friend of mine
I go under the bridges and around the lake
In the city of smoke, home to these bones I break
Home, their is no other place
It's a favorite song, it's a favorite taste

South down the 6 to the 403
By strawberry sunflowers, golden seeds
In the city of smoke I got a girl on Paradise Road
In the city of smoke I got a girl on Paradise Road
In the city of smoke I got a girl on Paradise Road
In the city of smoke

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