Chris de Burgh Follow

It's a rainy night in Paris,

And the harbour lights are low.

He must leave his love in Paris

Before the winter snow;

On a lonely street in Paris

He held her close to say,

"We'll meet again in Paris

When there are flowers on the Champs-Elysees."

"How long" she said "How long,

And will your love be strong,

When you're across the sea,

Will your heart remember me?..."

Then she gave him words to turn to,

When the winter nights were long,

"Nous serons encore amoureux

Avec les couleurs du printemps..."

"And then" she said "And then,

Our love will grow again."

Ah but in her eyes he sees

Her words of love are only words to please...

And now the lights of Paris

Grow dim and fade away,

And I know by the light of Paris

I will never see her again...