Last summer

The summer air was soft and warm

the feeling right, the Paris night
did it's best to please us
and strolling down the Elysee
we had a drink in each cafe
and you, you talked of politics, philosophy
and I smiled like Mona Lisa
we had our chance
it was a fine and true romance

I can still recall our last summer
I still see it all walks along the Seine,
laughing in the rain
our last summer
memories that remain.