Is your lover your best friend
Does he like to watch you dance
By the flame of his desire like the candlelight
That you light up in the dark
When you wonder where you are
When you find yourself in the mists of May
Ooh, when the dance is through
You turn back home Racing cars
Passersby Paris in the rain
Ouh when the night is blue
Suddenly it’s May And I could give my heart away
Is it me or is it may ? But the season’s fading grey
And I’ve got the urge for so mething that I’ve lost
As I ran along the street In the morning summer heat
When I met you In the season of love
Ooh, when the night is blue So are you...
In May I could give my heart away...