Tony Bennett - Mam'selle lyrics

It was Montmartre It was midnight Come to think of it It was spring There was music I was listening Then in the room somewhere someone began to sing This melody made for remembering A small cafe, mam'selle Our rendezvous, mam'selle The violins were warm and sweet and so were you, mam'selle And as the night danced by A kiss became a sigh Your lovely eyes Seem to sparkle just like wine does No heart ever yearned the way that mine does, for you And yet I know too well Someday we'll say goodbye Then violins will cry And so will I, mam'selle.