(And) I Remember Her

Jim Croce

Met her in the summer
She was selling flowers In the streets of Paris
And we passed away the hours 
Talking with our eyes and laughing 
'Cause I spoke not her language 
Still I remember her 

Still we understood completely 
That our love would last no longer 
Than the mornings early chime 
Still I cannot forget her 
And the hours we spent together 
And the time that she was mine 
And I remember her 

At first I felt uneasy 
Cause she didn't care to know me 
'Till our bodies introduced us 
And we cared to know no more 
In her softness warmth and giving 
In her selfless way of giving 
She had taught me so much more 

Still we understood completely 
That our love would last no longer 
Than the mornings early chime 
Still I cannot forget her 
And the hours we spent together 
And the time that she was mine 
And I remember her 

We parted in the rainy streets of Paris 
She looked at me as though I'd never been 
Then disappeared into a crowd of strangers 
Her flowers in her hand 
To sell her life again 

Still we understood completely 
That our love would last no longer 
Than the mornings early chime 
Still I cannot forget her 
And the hours we spent together 
And the time that she was mine 
And I remember her 
And I remember her