When the noisy town lets its windows down

Little slaves are free at night

Then we'll soon retreat from the busy street

Till the crowds are out of sight

There's a rendez-vous for lovers where we two can play

Very near your door, in the city's core

But it seems a million miles away



Meet me underneath that little tree in the park

No one else around but you and me in the dark

Just five minutes from your doorstep

I'll wait for your step to come along

And the city's roar becomes a song!

While I'm waiting I discover more in your charms

Suddenly I turn around and you're in my arms

And if there's a moon above you

I'll carve 'I love you' upon the bark

Underneath that little tree inside the park.