Lyrics
Today was just and little
Tomorrow is the guess
But yesterday what I give for yesterday
To relive one yesterday
And it’s happiness
When Joanna loved me
Every town was Paris
Every day was Sunday
Every month was May
When Janna loved me
Every sound was music
Music made of laughter
Laughter that was bright and gay
But, when Joanna left me
May became December
But, even in December
I remember her warm, her smile
For a little while she loved me
Once again it’s Paris
Paris on a Sunday
And the month is May