Our Last Summer sing and play along

The summer air was soft and warm,

the feeling right, the Paris night did its best to please us.

And strolling down the Elysée

we had a drink in each café,

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,

mem'ries that remain.

We made our way along the river and we sat down in the grass by the Eiffel Tower.

I was so happy we had met,

it was the age of no regret,

oh yes.

Those crazy years, that was the time of the flowerpower,

but underneath we had a fear of flying,

of getting old, a fear of slowly dying.

We took the chance like we were dancing our last dance.

I can still rehand,

Paris restaurants, our last summer, morning croissants,

living for the day, worries far away,

our last summer, we could laugh and play.

And now you're workin' in a bank,

a fam'ly man, a football fan,

and your name is Harry.

How dull it seems,

yet you're the hero of my dreams.

I can still recall our last summer,

I still see it all, walks along the Seine,

laughing in the rain, our last summer,

mem'ries that remain.

I can still recall our last summer,

I still see it all, in the tourist jam 'round the Notre Dame,

our last summer, walking hand in main.

I can still rehand.