Four p.m. the French café
Where we arranged to meet today
Our perfect little hide-away
And now you're late
This is where we always meet
This unpretentious French retreat
A place where we can be discreet
And still I wait
In the French Café
Rehearsing words I won't say
I sip a red wine for two
A toast to our rendezvous
The French Café
Looking back at our affair
We knew that I was something rare
We threw some caution to the air
We'd laugh and cry
Lately though I've felt in you
Regrets about our sweet taboo
And now the sun has bid adieu
And so should I
In the French Café
Rehearsing words I won't say
I sip a red wine for two
A toast to our rendezvous
The French Café
Rehearsing words I won't say
I sip a red wine for two
A toast to our rendezvous
The French Café
