A summer evening on Les Champs Elyses
A secret rendezvous they planned for days.
I see faces in the crowded cafe,
A sound of laughter as the music plays.
Jeanne-Claude was a student at the University,
Louise-Marie is just a world away.
He recall the night they met was warm with laughter
The words and music as she turned away.
I'll meet you at midnight,
Under the moonlight,
I'll meet you at midnight...
But Jeanne-Claude, Louise-Marie will never be...
Each cigarette will light a thousand faces,
The shade is passing like a thousand years.
Midnight was turning into empty spaces
The sound of laughter'd disappeared.
I'll meet you at midnight,
Under the moonlight,
I'll meet you at midnight...
Oh, but Jeanne-Claude,
Louise-Marie will never be...
A summer morning on Les Champs Elyses,
The entertainment in the street cafe.
The sunlight melting through an open doorway,
Jeanne-Claude has left some other day.