Je suis à toi

One morning spring woke up
From its bed to go out and live
And to repaint all the gray
That lingered on the walls of Paris
There was gray in my life
But that day, but that day
Suddenly everything was painted blue
The sky and the eyes of lovers
So for the Pont-Neuf and the Seine
It was their time to take the stage
On that bridge we crossed paths
I, that day, was heading straight
Straight ahead, toward who knows what...
Remember...

There were thousands of daffodils
We knew where to go find them
How warm the meadow is in May
How tall the wheat grows in love's time
How beautiful the words you said
I'm yours... I'm yours
Those words never get old
They seem made to last
I loved hearing you whisper them
Especially since they felt true to me
For myself, didn’t I shout to you:
"I'm yours... I'm yours"
"But hold me tight, keep me close to you..."

One morning summer took off
Leaving behind memories of spring
Leaves swirling in the wind
Of an autumn that pulls no punches
To come and tell me point-blank:
I'm yours...
Today the beautiful days are gone
It's over, they've left Paris
Winter will come back to gray
All the blue that our love had brought
So much gray, my God, in my life
I'm yours... I'm yours...
But come back to me like before...
I'm yours...