La Belle et la Bête

[Verse] I sailed the rolling tulip fields Through windmills tall and grand Set course for sunny seas and cafes on the sand But fortune led me astray O'er to a foreign land Where dreams went to decay In the heart of France's hand [Verse 2] Paris lights were but a gleam Shining o'er the Seine But the charm was just a scheme A promise gone insane Cafés cold and weary Art that spoke of pain Ah How the city dreary Sings a bitter Sad refrain [Chorus] Oh la Belle et la Bête The beauty hides the beast In France where dreams don't rest In their quarters Ill at ease The wine is but a poison The cheese a fleeting taste Oh la Belle et la Bête The worst vacation place [Verse 3] From the Riviera's shore To Loire's guarded keeps Found naught but weary lore of promises unkept The vineyards offered sorrow And castles felt like weeps In France No bright tomorrow Just long and restless sleeps [Verse 4] From Normandy to Cannes A tale of broken dreams Where time's an endless fan Scattering what's unseen Through cobbled streets did wander Where shadows spoke in screams In France Lost nights did squander Amid life's bursting seams [Bridge] Oh The tales they spun like gold Of France's grand embrace But in their grip it’s cold A tight and chilling lace Where perfumes mask decay And laughter holds no grace Sweet France The grand dismay The heart's most shattered place