Matt Monro - When Joanna Loved Me Lyrics

Lyrics When Joanna Loved Me - Matt Monro



When Joanna loved me, every town was Paris;
And every day was Sunday: Every month was May.
When Joanna loved me, every sound was music;
It was 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 is on Sunday:
And the month is May.
And the month is May.



Writer(s): WELLS ROBERT, SEGAL JACK


Matt Monro - This Is the Life / Here's to My Lady




Attention! Feel free to leave feedback.