I'll Meet You At Midnight

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 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. Oh but Jean-Claude Louise-Marie will never be. Each cigarette will light a thousand faces Each hour that pa*sed 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. Oh but Jean-Claude Louise-Marie will never be. … A summer morning on the Champs Elysees The empty tables of the street cafe The sunlight is 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. I'll meet you at midnight under the moonlight I'll meet you at midnight. Oh but Jean-Claude Louise-Marie will never be. . . .