I was just passing through until I laid my eyes on you
My eighth grade education denied our conversation
You remain in Montreal, inside another shopping mall
I stumbled on your words afraid to not be heard
How do you say?
Qu’est ce que c’est?
And will you stay, avec moi?
Somewhere across the prairies, with my French dictionary
I studied through the night, unwilling to turn off the light
Riding the escalator, I thought I’d come to save her
But now it’s plain to see, the one that’s saved is me
How do you say?
Qu’est ce que c’est?
And will you stay, avec moi?
And you buy what you break
And you try to escape
Who you are but I know
You’ve been hurt twice before
And I’ll wake while you sleep
For a month in a week
Or I’ll stand in this line
‘Til you say you are mine
How do you say?
Qu’est ce que c’est?
And will you stay, avec moi?
How do you say?
Qu’est ce que c’est?
And will you stay, avec moi?
Will you stay?
Oo-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Oo-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Oo-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Oo-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
How do you say?
Qu’est ce que c’est?
