| Song | French Riviera |
| Artist | Ballads Of The Cliché |
| Album | Evergreen |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Ballads Of The Cliché | |
| 作曲 : Ballads Of The Cliché | |
| It used to be her smile I'd waited for | |
| Warmer than the morning sun | |
| And people walking down that pretty road | |
| But, you just keep on walking in my mind | |
| And the times pass me by | |
| Can't be denied | |
| With he who used I fall in love | |
| Now it's just a memory | |
| Lots of sweet memories | |
| Now I'm standing here again | |
| Nothing's changed | |
| Everything's just the same | |
| Now my love has running dry | |
| Now it's just a memory | |
| Lots of sweet memories | |
| At that silent street we said hello | |
| And then we said our goodbye | |
| At French Riviera our love begin | |
| And has come into an end |
| zuo ci : Ballads Of The Clich | |
| zuo qu : Ballads Of The Clich | |
| It used to be her smile I' d waited for | |
| Warmer than the morning sun | |
| And people walking down that pretty road | |
| But, you just keep on walking in my mind | |
| And the times pass me by | |
| Can' t be denied | |
| With he who used I fall in love | |
| Now it' s just a memory | |
| Lots of sweet memories | |
| Now I' m standing here again | |
| Nothing' s changed | |
| Everything' s just the same | |
| Now my love has running dry | |
| Now it' s just a memory | |
| Lots of sweet memories | |
| At that silent street we said hello | |
| And then we said our goodbye | |
| At French Riviera our love begin | |
| And has come into an end |
| zuò cí : Ballads Of The Clich | |
| zuò qǔ : Ballads Of The Clich | |
| It used to be her smile I' d waited for | |
| Warmer than the morning sun | |
| And people walking down that pretty road | |
| But, you just keep on walking in my mind | |
| And the times pass me by | |
| Can' t be denied | |
| With he who used I fall in love | |
| Now it' s just a memory | |
| Lots of sweet memories | |
| Now I' m standing here again | |
| Nothing' s changed | |
| Everything' s just the same | |
| Now my love has running dry | |
| Now it' s just a memory | |
| Lots of sweet memories | |
| At that silent street we said hello | |
| And then we said our goodbye | |
| At French Riviera our love begin | |
| And has come into an end |