summer evening on the Champs Elysees
secret rendezvous they planned for days
sea of faces in a crowded cafe
The sound of laughter as the music plays

Jean Claude was a student at the university
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 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
I'll meet you at Midnight

But Jean-Claude, Louise Marie will never be.

summer morning 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
I'll meet you at Midnight

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