歌词
Today is just another day, tomorrow is a guess
But yesterday, oh, what
I'd give for yesterday
To relive one yesterday and its happiness
When Joanna loved me
Every town was
ParisEvery day was
SundayEvery month was
MayWhen Joanna loved me
Every sound was music
Music made of laughter
Laughter that was bright and gay
But when Joanna left me
May became
DecemberBut, even in
December,
I remember
Her touch, her smile, and for a little while
She loves me
And once again it's
ParisParis on a
SundayAnd the month is
May