[Verse 1]
Empty streets of Paris nights
Through my screen, I see your lights
Pixelated smile ain't right
Baby, we're just ghosts tonight
[Chorus]
Digital love ain't worth a damn
When I need to hold your hand
These screens between us make me blue
Like some cheap cabaret review
But I keep on calling you
[Verse 2]
Silent clubs where jazz once played
Now just echoes start to fade
Your voice breaks up, connection's poor
Like static through my bedroom door
Ain't the same as before
[Bridge]
In Neuilly-sur-Seine, I dance alone
To memories trapped inside my phone
While saints and sinners stay at home
And lovers learn to love through chrome
[Chorus]
Digital love ain't worth a damn
When I need to hold your hand
These screens between us make me blue
Like some cheap cabaret review
But I keep on calling you
[Verse 3]
Midnight strikes on empty streets
Where lovers used to chance to meet
Now we're trapped in separate plays
Acting through these delayed displays
God, I miss the old days
[Outro]
The band plays on in empty rooms
While lovers dance to different tunes
Your frozen face upon my screen
Makes me question what we mean
Are we real or just a dream?
Baby, are we real or just a dream?