[00:00.95]When Joanna loved me,
[00:09.58]every town was Paris;
[00:16.27]And every day was Sunday,
[00:25.02]Every month was May.
[00:32.39]When Joanna loved me,
[00:40.02]every sound was music;
[00:47.20]It was music made of laughter
[00:55.57]Laughter that was bright and gay.
[01:03.52]But when Joanna left me,
[01:10.89]May became December.
[01:18.39]But even in December, I remember;
[01:27.33]Her touch, her smile
[01:31.77]And for a little while;
[01:35.02]me!She loves
[01:36.70]
[01:40.71]And once again, it's Paris:
[01:49.77]Paris is on Sunday:
[01:56.53]And the month is May.
[02:07.65]And the month is May.