Monsieur, Monsieur (ABBA)

We wandered aimlessly Strolled through Paris in the night, you and me Oh, and we walked along the Seine Now I had found my man I was so sad when I had to say This is my last night in France Monsieur, monsieur So tonight is our last dance Monsieur, monsieur And tomorrow at the station End of my vacation When we say our adieu This is my last night in France Monsieur, monsieur And it's been a short romance Monsieur, monsieur But it's something to remember A gray day in December Now I think I love you monsieur Yes I think I love you We watched and ??? And I tried to put tomorrow away Oh, would like a life with your hand But in my heart I knew Nothing has changed nothing I could do This is my last night in France...