When Joanna Loved Me

When Joanna loved me
 Every town was Paris
 Every day was Sunday
 Every month was May
 Oh, when Joanna 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 touch, her smile, and for a little while
 She loves me
 And once again it's Paris
 Paris on a Sunday
 And the month is May
 Oh, when Joanna loved me
 Every town was Paris
 Every day was Sunday
 And every month was May
 When Joanna loved me
 Every sound was music
 Oh, music made of laughter
 Laughter that was bright and gay
 But when Joanna left me
 May became December
 But even in December, oh, I remember
 I remember her touch and her smile, for a little while
 She loves me
 And once again it's Paris
 It's Paris on a Sunday
 And the month is May