Jeanne-Claude was a 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 when 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 would light a thousand faces
Each hour that passed seemed like a thousand years
Midnight was turning into empty spaces
The sound of laughter had 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 Elysees
The empty tables of the street café
The sunlight melting through an open doorway
Jeanne-Claude has 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 Jeanne-Claude, Louise-Marie will never be