A summer evening on the Champs Elysées

A secret rendezvous they planned for days

A sea of faces in a crowded café

The sound of laughter as the music plays

Jean Claude was s student at the université

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

Each cigarette will light a thousand faces

Each hour that passed seemded like a thousand years

Midnight was turning into empty spaces

The sound of laughter disappeared

I'll meet you at midnight

Under the moonlight

I'll meet you at Midnight

But Jean-Claude, Louise Marie will never be.

A summer morning on the Champs Elysées

the empty tables of the street cafés

The sunlight melting through an open doorway

Jean-Claude is left to face another day

I'll meet you at midnight

Under the moonlight

I'll meet you at Midnight

Oh, but Jean-Claude, Louise Marie will never be.