We Will Always Have Paris

In old Madrid there is an attic, contains a dreamer and a fool
The dreamer speaks of love requited, the fool believes it could be true
And in the pastel shades of Paris I would sing to you of love
In the melancholy morning, 'mon amour' is not enough
'Mon amour' is not enough

And when you sit and watch the river will you see me and think again
Or will our memories float away, like morning mist in May, on the ripples of the Seine

In the days so full of love and the nights so full of fun
We were so hungry and so young, stepping lightly in the sun
When you see the rain in Autumn I'll be under desert skies
I will think of you in Paris and I will always wonder why
I will always wonder why

And when you sit and watch the river will you see me and think again
Or will our memories float away, like morning mist in May, on the ripples of the Seine

How can other arms enfold you, how can they see behind your face
Only I can see in your illuminated skin when the sun shines thinly through curtains of lace

And on some warm accordion morning, you'll find the comfort and the joy
Another heart that's freely given, another foolish lovesick boy
My heart will follow you to Paris, kiss you once and say goodbye
Walk the streets we'll never share, and cry the tears you'll never cry
Cry the tears you'll never cry

And when you sit and watch the river will you see me and think again
Or will our memories float away, like morning mist in May, on the ripples of the Seine