City of stars, are you shining just for me? City of stars, there's so much that I can't see. Who knows? Is this the start of something wonderful and new? Or one more dream that I cannot make true. Barefoot she smiled… Leapt, without looking and tumbled into the Seine. The water was freezing, she spent a month sneezing but said she would do it, again. Here's to the ones who dream, Foolish, as they may seem. Here's to the hearts that ache. Here's to the mess we make. She captured a feeling, a sky with no ceiling, A sunset inside a frame. She lived in her liquor and died with a flicker, I'll always remember the flame. Here's to the ones who dream, Foolish, as they may seem. Here's to the hearts that ache. Here's to the mess we make. She told me: A bit of madness is key to give us new colours to see. Who knows where it will lead us? And that's why they need us. So bring on the rebels, the ripples from pebbles, The painters, and poets, and plays And here's to the fools who dream, Crazy, as they may seem. Here's to the hearts that break. Here's to the mess we make... City of stars, are you shining just for me? City of stars, you never shined so brightly.