So good to hear your voice   Yeah I know it's been a long time   Maybe I miss those years   The melodrama that we went through   I dropped the telephone   When I heard you're getting married   Take a step back with me   And see your life from a bird's-eye view   Forgive me if you're feeling pressured or harassed   If there's a chance I have to ask      CHORUS:   Will you meet me at the top of the Eiffel Tower   This coming Friday at eight?   I'll make the arrangements   Don't think of it as a date   When you see the view from the Eiffel Tower   The Paris skyline at dark   Then you'll understand that we've travelled too many miles   To stay apart      How many people said   That we were meant to be together   I don't believe in fate   Still a part of me won't let go   Tell me I'm not too late   It may seem a desperate measure   But if you'll humor me   By next Monday we'll truly know   I'm terrified of living life under the threat   Of lasting doubt, of slow regret      Don't think that I   Am only clinging to the past   My life's too short   The world's too vast      Will you meet me at the top of the Eiffel Tower   This coming Friday at eight?   I'll make the arrangements   Don't think of it as a date   When you see the view from the Eiffel Tower   The Paris skyline at dark   Maybe you'll decide that you never want to depart