How Does A Moment Last Forever (Montmartre) Lyrics by Alan Menken

This is the Paris of my childhood
These were the borders of my life
In this crumbling, dusty attic
Where an artist loved his wife

I was the baby in that cradle
All that I knew was I was loved
Now I'm sure of so much more
Or am I?

Easy to remember, harder to move on
Knowing the Paris of my childhood is gone