A summer evening on the Champs Elysees
A secret rendezvous they planned for days
A sea of faces in a crowded cafe
The sound of laughter as the music plays.
Jean-Claude was a student at the Universite
Louise-Marie was just a world away.
He recalled the night they met was warm with laughter
The words were music as she turned away.
I`ll meet you at midnight under the moonlight
I`ll meet you at midnight.
But Jean-Claude
Louise-Marie will never be.
Each cigarette will light a thousand faces
Each hour that passed seemed like a thousand years
Midnight was turning into empty spaces
The sound of laughter disappeared.
I`ll meet you at midnight under the moonlight
. . .
A summer evening on the Champs Elysees
The empty tables of the street cafes
The sunlight melting through an open doorway
Jean-Claude is left to face another day.
I`ll meet you at midnight under the moonlight
. . .