We meet late at night

Two strangers on a train

Both on a journey to the city of lights

What started as a simple conversation?

Ended up lasting long in to the night

Two people sharing their dreams

And their ambitions

As the train made its way through the night

We would meet at Notre Dame

Eat in the Latin Quarter

Then walk arm in arm

Along the Seine

Both as lovers and as friends

But ten days later

You stepped of the train

And out of my life

I was never to see you again

But there where no tears

Or regrets

For life is a journey

Where magic can be found

In a moment

And where the memory

Of a magic moment

Can last a lifetime.

Every time I am in Paris, I go to Notre dame at sunset and stand where we agreed we would meet ifon the chance we both where Paris again